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Bob Dylan - I'd Hate To Be You On That Dreadful Day Lyrics

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  • by Bob Dylan
  • Well, your clock is gonna stop
  • At Saint Peter's gate.
  • Ya gonna ask him what time it is,
  • He's gonna say, "It's too late."
  • Hey, hey!
  • I'd sure hate to be you
  • On that dreadful day.
  • You're gonna start to sweat
  • And you ain't gonna stop.
  • You're gonna have a nightmare
  • And never wake up.
  • Hey, hey, hey!
  • I'd sure hate to be you
  • On that dreadful day.
  • You're gonna cry for pills
  • And your head's gonna be in a knot,
  • But the pills are gonna cost more
  • Than what you've got.
  • Hey, hey!
  • I'd sure hate to be you
  • On that dreadful day.
  • You're gonna have to walk *****,
  • Can't ride in no car.
  • You're gonna let ev'rybody see
  • Just what you are.
  • Hey, hey!
  • I'd sure hate to be you
  • On that dreadful day.
  • Well, the good wine's a-flowin'
  • For five cents a quart.
  • You're gonna look in your moneybags
  • And find you're one cent short.
  • Hey, hey, hey!
  • I'd sure hate to be you
  • On that dreadful day.
  • You're gonna yell and scream,
  • "Don't anybody care?"
  • You're gonna hear out a voice say,
  • "Shoulda listened when you heard the word down there."
  • Hey, hey!
  • I'd sure hate to be you
  • On that dreadful day.

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