Bài hát I'd Hate To Be You On That Dreadful Day Báo Lỗi

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 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.





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.