Whipping Post (Gregg Allman)
by The Allman Brothers Band
from The Fillmore Concerts
I've been run down and I've been lied to.
And I don't know why, I let that mean woman make me out a fool.
She took all my money, wrecks my new car, yeah.
Now she's with one of my good time buddies,
And they're drinkin in some cross-town bar.
Sometimes I feel, oh baby, sometimes I feel,
Like I been tied to the whippin post.
Tied to the whippin post, tied to the whippin post.
Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin.
My friends tell me, that I've been such a fool.
And I had to stand by and take it baby, all for lovin you.
I drown myself in sorrow as I look at what you've done.
But nothing seemed to change, the bad times stayed the same,
But I can't run.
Sometimes I feel, oh, sometimes I feel,
Like I been tied to the whippin post.
Tied to the whippin post, tied to the whippin post.
Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin.
Well, sometimes I feel, oh baby, sometimes I feel,
Like I been tied to the whippin post.
Tied to the whippin post, tied to the whippin post.
Oh, sometimes.
And oh, sometimes.
And Lord, sometimes.
Lord, don't ya know, that I feel,
Oh, like, that I'm dyin?