Quit Your Low Down Ways

Bob Dylan

Well, you can read out your Bible You can fall down on your knees And pray to the Lord, pretty mama But it ain't gonna do no good You're gonna need my help someday Well, if you can't quit your sinnin' Please quit your low down ways Well, you can run down to the desert You can stick your head in the sand You can raise up your right hand But your good man ain't comin' home, you better understand You're gonna need You're gonna need my help someday, someday Gonna need my help someday Well, if you can't quit your sinnin' Please quit your low down ways Now, you can run down to the White House You can gaze on the Capitol Dome You can knock on the President's gate, pretty mama But you know it's gonna be too late You're gonna need You're gonna need my help someday, my help someday Well, if you can't quit your sinnin' Please quit your low down ways And you can hitchhike on the highway You can stand all alone by the side of the road Try to flag a ride back home, pretty mama But you ain't gonna ride in my car no more You're gonna need You're gonna need my help someday, oh yes, you are Well, if you can't quit your sinnin' Please quit your low down ways So you can read out your hymn book You can fall down on your knees And pray to the Lord, pretty mama But it ain't gonna do no good You're gonna need You're gonna need my help someday, oh, wait and see If you can't quit your sinnin' Please quit your low down ways

Written by: BOB DYLANLyrics © Universal Music Publishing GroupLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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