Quit Your Lowdown Ways - Bob Dylan

Well, you can read out your Bible

You can fall down on your knees and pray to the Lord

But 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

Hey you can run down in the desert

You can stick your head in the sand

You can raise up your right hand

But you good man ain’t comin' home

You better understand you’re gonna need

You’re gonna need my help someday

Someday you’re gonna need my help, someday

Well, if you can’t quit your sinnin'

Please quit your low down ways

And, 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

Well, if you can’t quit your sinnin'

Please quit your low down ways

So, 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

Wait and see

Well, if you can’t quit your sinnin'

Please quit your low down ways