Whipping Post - Live at the Beacon Theatre, NYC, NY - March 1992

I've been run down
 I've been lied to
 I don't know why,
 I let that mean woman make me a fool
 She took all my money
 Wrecks my new car
 Now she's with one of my good time buddies
 They're drinkin' in some cross town bar
 Sometimes I feel
 Sometimes I feel
 Like I've 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
 That I've been such a fool
 And I have to stand down and take it babe,
 All for lovin' you
 I drown myself in sorrow
 As I look at what you've done
 Nothin' seems to change
 Bad times stay the same
 And I can't run
 Sometimes I feel
 Sometimes I feel
 Like I've 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've been tied
 To the whipping post
 Tied to the whipping post
 Tied to the whipping post
 Good lord I feel like I'm dyin'