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

[Verse 1] 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 [Verse 2] 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 [Verse 3] 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 [Verse 4] 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 [Verse 5] Well, the good wine's a-flowing 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 [Verse 6] 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