| Song | Estimated Prophet |
| Artist | Grateful Dead |
| Album | Road Trips, Vol. 1, No. 2: October '77 |
| 作词 : Barlow, Weir | |
| My time coming, any day, don't worry about me, no | |
| Been so long i felt this way, i'm in no hurry, no | |
| Rainbows and down that highway where ocean breezes blow | |
| My time coming, voices saying they tell me where to go. | |
| Don't worry about me, nah nah nah, don't worry about me, no | |
| And i'm in no hurry, nah nah nah, i know where to go. | |
| California, preaching on the burning shore | |
| California, i'll be knocking on the golden door | |
| Like an angel, standing in a shaft of light | |
| Rising up to paradise, i know i'm gonna shine. | |
| My time coming, any day, don't worry about me, no | |
| It's gonna be just like they say, them voices tell me so | |
| Seems so long i felt this way and time sure passin' slow | |
| Still i know i lead the way, they tell me where i go. | |
| Don't worry about me, no no no, don't worry about me, no | |
| And i'm in no hurry, no no no, i know where to go. | |
| California, a prophet on the burning shore | |
| California, i'll be knocking on the golden door | |
| Like an angel, standing in a shaft of light | |
| Rising up to paradise, i know i'm gonna shine. | |
| You've all been asleep, you would not believe me | |
| Them voices tellin' me, you will soon receive me | |
| Standin' on the beach, the sea will part before me | |
| Fire wheel burning in the air! | |
| You will follow me and we will ride to glory, way up, the middle of | |
| The air! | |
| And i'll call down thunder and speak the same and my work fills the | |
| Sky with flame | |
| And might and glory gonna be my name and men gonna light my way. | |
| My time coming, any day, don't worry about me, no | |
| It's gonna be just like they say, them voices tell me so | |
| Seems so long i felt this way and time sure passin' slow | |
| My time coming, any day, don't worry about me, no | |
| Don't worry about me, no no no, don't worry about me, no | |
| And i'm in no hurry, no no no, don't worry about me, no. |
| zuò cí : Barlow, Weir | |
| My time coming, any day, don' t worry about me, no | |
| Been so long i felt this way, i' m in no hurry, no | |
| Rainbows and down that highway where ocean breezes blow | |
| My time coming, voices saying they tell me where to go. | |
| Don' t worry about me, nah nah nah, don' t worry about me, no | |
| And i' m in no hurry, nah nah nah, i know where to go. | |
| California, preaching on the burning shore | |
| California, i' ll be knocking on the golden door | |
| Like an angel, standing in a shaft of light | |
| Rising up to paradise, i know i' m gonna shine. | |
| My time coming, any day, don' t worry about me, no | |
| It' s gonna be just like they say, them voices tell me so | |
| Seems so long i felt this way and time sure passin' slow | |
| Still i know i lead the way, they tell me where i go. | |
| Don' t worry about me, no no no, don' t worry about me, no | |
| And i' m in no hurry, no no no, i know where to go. | |
| California, a prophet on the burning shore | |
| California, i' ll be knocking on the golden door | |
| Like an angel, standing in a shaft of light | |
| Rising up to paradise, i know i' m gonna shine. | |
| You' ve all been asleep, you would not believe me | |
| Them voices tellin' me, you will soon receive me | |
| Standin' on the beach, the sea will part before me | |
| Fire wheel burning in the air! | |
| You will follow me and we will ride to glory, way up, the middle of | |
| The air! | |
| And i' ll call down thunder and speak the same and my work fills the | |
| Sky with flame | |
| And might and glory gonna be my name and men gonna light my way. | |
| My time coming, any day, don' t worry about me, no | |
| It' s gonna be just like they say, them voices tell me so | |
| Seems so long i felt this way and time sure passin' slow | |
| My time coming, any day, don' t worry about me, no | |
| Don' t worry about me, no no no, don' t worry about me, no | |
| And i' m in no hurry, no no no, don' t worry about me, no. |