Oh you can read out of 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
* 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
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 gate It'll do you no good
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 can hitch hike on the highways You can stand 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
Oh you can read out of 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
Quit your low down ways Quit your low down ways
Quit your low down ways Quit your low down ways Quit your low down ways