Whipping Post
Gregg Allman, 1969
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I've been run down, and 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.
Now she's with one of my good time buddies, drinkin' in some cross town bar.
chorus
Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel,
Like I've been tied to the whippin' post, Tied to the whippin' post,
Tied to the whippin' post, Good lord, I feel like I'm dying
My friends tell me, that I've been such a fool,
And I have to stand by and take it, baby, all for loving you.
Drown myself in sorrow and I look at what you've done,
But nothing seems to change, the bad times stay the same, And I can't go on.