I [bad word] down 
Lord, 'n I been lied to 
And I don't know why 
I let that mean woman make me out a fool 
She took all my money 
'N wrecked my new car 
Now she's with one of my good-time buddies, 
Drinkin' in some cross-town bar 

Sometimes I feel 
Sometimes I feel 
Like I been 
Tied to the whippin' post 
Tied to the whippin' post 
Tied to the whippin' post 
Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin'

My friends tell me
That I been such a fool
I have to stand back an' take it, babe
All for loving you
I drown myself in sorrow
As I look at what you've done
But nothin' seems to change;
That bad times stay the same,
And I [bad word] 
Sometimes I feel 
Sometimes I feel 
Like I been 
Tied to the whippin' post 
Tied to the whippin' post 
Tied to the whippin' post 
Oh, good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin' 

Lord 
Lord, no no 
Yeah 
Lord 
Been tied down 

Sometimes I feel 
Sometimes I feel 
Like I been 
Tied to the whippin' post 
Tied to the whippin' post 
Tied to the whippin' post 
Lawd-no-oooh! 
Oh Lord Lord Lord 
You know sometimes I try to believe 
That just there ain't no such thing 
As dyin'