Lyrics Whipping Post - Della Mae, Avril Smith

Whipping Post

I’ve been run down
I’ve been lied to
And I don’t know why I let that mean woman
Make me a fool
She took all my money
Wrecked my new car
And now she’s with one of my good-time buddies
Drinkin' in a cross-town bar
Sometimes I feel
Sometimes I feel
Like I been tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Good Lord, I feel like I’m dyin'
My friends tell me
I’ve been such a fool
And I had to stand by and take it, baby
All for lovin' you
Drown myself in sorrow
And look what you’ve done
Bad times stay the same, nothing seemed to change
And I can’t run
Sometimes I feel
Sometimes I feel
Like I been tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Good Lord, I feel like I’m dyin'
Sometimes I feel
Sometimes I feel
Like I been tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Good Lord, I feel like I’m dyin'