You can read out your Bible,
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You can fall down on your knees pretty momma
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And pray to the Lord but it ain't gonna do you no good.
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Cause you gonna need -
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You gonna need my help someday
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Well if you can't stop your sinnin' please,
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Quit your low down ways.
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Well you can run down to the White House
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You can gaze at the capitol dome pretty momma,
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You can pound on the president's gates,
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You ought to know by now it's gonna be too late
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Well you can run down to the desert
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Throw yourself on the burnin' sand
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You can raise up your right hand pretty momma
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But you better understand you lost your one good man
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You can hitch hike on the highway
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You can stand all alone by the side of the road
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You can try to flag a ride back home pretty momma
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But you can't ride in my car no more
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You can preach out your Bible,
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You can fall down on your knees pretty momma
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And pray to the Lord but it ain't gonna do you no good
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(Chorus)
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QUIT YOUR LOW DOWN WAYS
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| Peter, Paul & Mary |
