Quit Your Low Down Ways

You can read out your bible
You can fall down on your knees, pretty mama
And pray to the Lord, but it ain't gonna do you no good

'Cause you're gonna need
You're gonna need my help someday
Well, if you can't stop your sinnin'
Please, quit your low down ways

Well, you can run down to the White House
You can gaze at the capitol dome, pretty mama
You can pound on the president's gates
You ought to know by now, it's gonna be too late

You're gonna need
You're gonna need my help someday
Well, if you can't stop your sinnin'
Please, quit your low down ways

Well, you can run down to the desert
Throw yourself on the burnin' sand
You can raise up your right hand, pretty mama
But you better understand you lost your one good man

You're gonna need
You're gonna need my help someday
Yes, you will now
Well, if you can't stop your sinnin'
Please, quit your low down ways

You can hitchhike on the highway
You can stand all alone by the side of the road
You can try to flag a ride back home, pretty mama
But you can't ride in my car no more

You're gonna need
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you're gonna need my help someday
Well, if you can't stop your sinnin'
Please, quit your low down ways

You can preach out your bible
You can fall down on your knees, pretty mamma
And pray to the Lord, but it ain't gonna do you no good

You're gonna need
You're gonna need my help someday
Well, if you can't stop your sinnin'
Please, quit your low down ways



Credits
Writer(s): Bob Dylan
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