Oh the time will come up When the winds will stop And the breeze will cease to be a'breathin' Like the stillness in the wind Before the hurricane begins The hour when the ship comes in
And the sea will split And the ship will hit And the shoreline sands will be a'shakin' And the tide will sound And the waves will pound And the morning will be breakin'
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 For the chains of the sea Will have busted in the night And be buried at the bottom of the ocean
A song will lift, As the mainsail shifts And the boat drifts out to 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 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 foe will rise With the sleep still in their eyes And they'll jerk from their beds and think they're dreamin' And they'll pinch themselves and squeal And they'll know that it's for real The hour when the ship comes in
And they'll raise their hands Sayin' "We'll meet all your demands" And we'll shout from the bow "Your days are numbered" And like the pharoah's triumph They'll be drownded in the tide Like Goliath they'll be conquered
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