Mickey Newbury - Earthquake lyrics

On his mountain there sits a long Gray-bearded, ancient hermit Sadly starin' at the caption In the San Mateo Times It reads, "Today the prophets All agree that California Is to be swallowed in The twinkling of an eye." He goes thumbin' through his growin' Stack of half-unfinished rhymes Till he finds the one he once submitted To the New York Times They just laughed at him and said "You senile, wino, drunk, old fool Get outta here You must have lost your mind." So he went back to his mountain Where he began to pray He prayed for those in ingrorance Who would treat a man that way For the truth will fall like his mountain, Lawd On all that have grown deaf The day the world is swallowed up And California's left