I Been Run Down
Lord I Been Lied To
And I Don't Know Why
I Let That Mean Woman Make Out A Fool
She Took All My Money
Wrecked My New Car
Now She's With One Of My Goodtime Buddies
Drinkin' In Some Crosstown Bar
Sometimes I Feel
Sometimes I Feel
Like I Been
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
But I Got To Stand There An' Take It
All For Loving You
Drown Myself In Sorrow
As I Look At What You Done
Nothin' Seems To Change;
That Bad Times Stay The Same
And I Can't Run
Sometimes I Feel
Sometimes I Feel
Like I Been
Tied To The Whippin' Post
Tied To The Whippin' Post
Good Lord I Feel Like I'm Dyin'