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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 when the ship comes in
Oh, 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 winds will pound
And the morning will be breaking
Oh, the fishes will laugh as they swim out of the path
And the seagulls, they will be smiling
And 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
Will be buried at the bottom of the ocean
A song will lift as the mainsail shifts
The boat that drifts on to the shore line
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
The whole wide world is watchin'
The foes will rise with the sleep still in their eyes
Jerk from their beds and think they're still dreamin'
But they'll pinch themselves and squeel 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
We'll shout from the bow your days are numbered
And like Pharaoh's tribe, they'll be drownded in the tide
Like Goliath they'll be conquered
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