(John Fogerty)

I see a bad moon rising 
I see trouble on the way 
I see earthquakes and lighting 
I see bad times today 

Now don't go 'round tonight 
For it's bound to take your life 
There's a bad moon on the rise 

I hear hurricanes a blowing 
I know the end is comin' soon 
I fear the river's overflowing 
I hear the voice of rage and ruin 

I hope you have got your things together 
Hope you are quite prepared to die 
Looks like we're in for nasty weather 
One eye is taken for an eye