Well, you can't reach out your Bible.
You can fall down on your knees and pray to the Lord,
for the mama, but it ain't gonna do no good.
You're gonna need,
you're gonna need my help someday.
If you can't quit your sinning,
please quit your lowdown ways.
I've been looking all over for a girl like you.
Can't find no one,
nowhere,
no help for the mama,
so you'll have to do.
You're gonna need,
you're gonna
need my help someday.
My help someday.
If you can't quit your sinning,
please quit your lowdown ways.
When I woke up this morning,
I looked out my door.
I couldn't tell my milk cow, for the
mama, by the way she lows.
If you see my milk cow,
Lord, Lord, drive her home.
I ain't had
butter since my cow been gone.
Now you been ramblin' for miles around.
I know you been with another man,
in another man's house,
in another man's hometown.
You're gonna need,
you're gonna need my help someday.
My help someday.
If you can't quit your sinning,
please
quit your lowdown ways.
Girl, you can read out your hymn book.
You can fall down on your knees and pray to the Lord,
for the mama,
but it ain't gonna do no good.
You're gonna need,
you're gonna need my help someday.
If you can't quit your sinning,
please quit your lowdown ways.