Bob Dylan - Quit Your Low Down Ways Lyrics

Lyrics 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
You're gonna need my help someday
If you all can't quit your sinnin'
Please, quit your low down ways
Well, you can run down to The White House
You can gaze on The Capitol Dome
You can pound on the President's gate, pretty mama
But you oughta know by now it's gonna be too late
You're gonna need
You're gonna need my help someday
If you all can't quit your sinnin'
Please, quit your low down ways
Well, you can run down in the desert
You can fall down to the burning sand
You can raise up your right hand, pretty mama
But you done lost your one good man, you better understand
You're gonna need
You're gonna need my help someday
Well, if you all 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
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
You're gonna need my help someday
My help someday
Well, if you all can't quit your sinnin'
Please, quit your low down ways
So, you can read out your Him-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
Well, if you all can't quit your sinnin'
Please, quit your low down ways



Writer(s): Bob Dylan


Bob Dylan - The Bootleg Series, Vols. 1-3 (Rare & Unreleased) 1961-1991




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