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I been run down, I been lied to,
I dont know why I let that mean woman make me a fool.
She took all my money, wrecked my new car.
Now shes with one of my goodtime buddies,
Theyre drinkin in some crosstown 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 Im dyin.
My friends tell me, that Ive been such a fool,
And I have to stand by and take it baby, all for lovin you.
Drown myself in sorrow, and I look at what youve down.
But nothin seems to change, the bad times stay the same,
And I cant 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 Im 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 Im dyin.
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- Holding On
- Heal My Soul
- The Best Of The Stony Plain Years
- Legacy: Volume One
- Songs From The Road
- Mess Of Blues
- Miscellaneous
- As the Years Go Passing By: Live In Germany
- 35 Years of Stony Plain
- The Best of Modern Blues
- 20 Years Anniversary
- Adventures in Jazzland
- The Best of the Stony Plain Years: Vintage Jazz, Swing...
- Live From NYC (Live)
- Among Friends
- Reflections of Love
- Classic Rock: Guitar Legends
- Pondus - Flat Fuzzpedal
- Guitarmageddon, Volume 2
- Legacy: Volume One (The Singles)