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Bob Dylan - When the Ship Comes In (Live at the March on Washington, D.C. - August 1963)

When the Ship Comes In
Bob Dylan
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Oh, the time will come up
When the winds will stop
And the breeze will cease to be breathing
Like the stillness in the wind
'Fore the hurricane begins
The hours when 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 wind 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,
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 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
And 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-touching,
And the ship's wise men
Will remind you once again
That the whole wide world is watching.

Oh, the foes will rise
With the sleep in their eyes
And they'll jerk from their beds and think they're dreaming,
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
Saying, “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.

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