Whipping Post - One Way Out

Ain't but one way out, baby
Lord I just can't go out the door
Ain't but one way out, baby
And Lord, I just can't go out the door
'Cause there's a man down there
Might be your man, I don't know

Lord, you got me trapped
Woman, up on the second floor
If I get by this time
I won't be trapped no more
So raise your window, baby
And I can ease out soft and slow
And Lord, your neighbors, no they won't be
Talking that stuff that they don't know

Lord, I'm foolish to be here on the first place
I know some man gonna walk in
And take my place, and
Ain't no way in the worl
I'm going out that front door
'Cause there's a man down there
Might be your man, I don't know

'Cause thеre's a man down there
Might bе your man, I don't know
'Cause there's a man down there
Lord, it just might happen to be your man
Oh, it just-a might be your man
Lord, it just-a might be your man
Oh baby, I just don't know