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

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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 naked, 

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. 

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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.