Elijah was a rugged ol' prophet preaching to the king,
He didn't like the god the people of Israel were worshipping,
Elijah! Whoa! Just stood there and never let it rain,
While the sinful farmers felt the pain.

He always wore his shaggy mantle and said to worship God,
He challenged Baal to a fire duel and the priests all gave the nod,
Elijah! Whoa! Baal was silent, it was almost night,
Jehovah burned up everything in sight.

Poor ol' Elijah, the top of Jezzie's list!
Poor ol' Elijah, the queen was really pissed!
Is it any wonder, in a cave he hid,
Elijah, while Jezzie sought his head?

Elijah, was a lonely prophet, hated everywhere,
His desire was to end Baal worship and he had no hair,
Elijah, Whoa! Just sat there while God put on a show,
Then God whispered, "Now it's time to go."

Then one day a brash young farmer saw Elijah pass,
And followed him, and said to him, "Hey, I'd like some of that!
Elijah! Whoa! Just stay here and share your skills with me,
So I can be a prophet just like thee."

Poor ol' Elijah, the top of Jezzie's list!
Poor ol' Elijah, the queen was really pissed!
Is it any wonder, in a cave he hid,
Elijah, while Jezzie sought his head?