Bob Dylan Quit Your Low Down Ways Lyrics

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
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 a'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.

Well, 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 a'gonna ride in my car no more.

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

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