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WHEN THE SHIP COMES IN
Oh, the time will come up When the winds will stop And the breeze will cease To be breathin’
Like the stillness in the wind Before the hurricane begins The hour that the ship comes in
And the seas will split
And the ship will hit
And the sands on the shoreline Will be shaking
Then the tide will sound
And the waves will pound
And the morning will be breaking
Oh, the fishes will laugh
As they swim out of the path
And the seagulls they’ll be smiling The rocks on the sand
Will proudly stand
The hour that the ship comes in
And the words that are used For to get the ship confused Will not be understood
As they’re spoken
For the chains of the sea
Will have busted in the night And will be buried at the bottom Of the ocean
A song will lift
As the mainsail shifts
And the boat drifts on
To the shoreline
The sun will respect
Every face on the deck
The hour that the ship comes in
Then the sands will roll out
A carpet of gold
For your weary toes to be a-touchin’ And the ship’s wise men
Will remind you once again
That the whole wide world
Is watchin’
Oh, the foes will rise
With the sleep still in their eyes And they’ll jerk from their beds And think they’re dreamin’
But they’ll pinch themselves And squeal
And know that it’s for real
The hour that the ship comes in
Then they’ll raise their hands Sayin’ we’ll meet all your demands But we’ll shout from the bow
Your days are numbered
And like Pharaoh’s tribe
They’ll be drownded in the tide And like Goliath,
They’ll be conquered