Luyện nghe bài hát Whipping Post

I've been run down and I've lied to.
And I don't know why, I let that mean woman me a fool.
She took all my money, my new car.
Now with one of my good time buddies,
They're in some cross-town bar.

Sometimes I feel, I feel,
Like I tied to the whippin' post.
Tied to the post, tied to the whippin' post.
Good Lord, I feel I'm dyin'.

My friends me, that I've been such a fool.
But I had to stand by and take it baby, all for you.
Drown myself in sorrow as I look at what done.
But nothing seemed to change, the bad times the same,
And I run.

I feel, sometimes I feel,
Like I been tied to the post.
Tied to the whippin' post, tied to the post.
Good Lord, I feel I'm dyin'.