When the Ship Comes In
Written by Bob Dylan
Recorded by Makem and Clancy on "Older But No Wiser"

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Oh the time will come up when the winds will stop

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And the breeze will cease to be a-breathin

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Like the stillness in the wind before the hurricane begins,

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 The hour that the ship comes in

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And the sea will split and the ships will hit

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 And the sands on the shoreline will be shaking

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And the tide will sound and the waves will pound

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 And the morning will be breaking

Oh the fishes will laugh as they swim out of the path
And the seagulls will be a-smilin'

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

Oh the chains of the sea will have busted in the night

And be buried on the bottom of the ocean

A song will lift as the main sail shifts
And the boat drifts unto the shoreline

And the sun will respect every face on the deck

The hour that the ship comes in

And the sands will roll out a carpet of gold

For your wearied toes to be a-touchin'

And the ship's wise men will remind you once again

That the whole wide world is watchin'

And the foes will rise with the sleep still in their eyes 
And eject from their beds and think they're dreamin'

But they'll pinch themselves and squeal 

And they'll know that it's for real, 

The hour that the ship comes in

And they'll raise their hands 

Sayin' we'll meet all you demands

But we'll shout from the bow 

Your days are numbered

And like Pharoah's tribe they'll be drownded in the tide 

And like Goliath they'll be conquered

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