(Dylan)
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Oh the time will come up
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When the winds will stop
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And the breeze will cease to be a breezin
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Like the stillness in the wind
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For the hurricane begins
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The hour when the ship comes in
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Oh the seas will split
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And the ship will hit
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And the shoreline sands will be shaken
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Then the tide will sound and the wind will pound
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And the morning will be breakin
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Oh the fishes will laugh
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As they swim out of the path
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And the seagulls they'll be smilin
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And the rocks on the sand
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Will proudly stand
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The hour that the ship comes in
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And the words they use
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For to get the ship confused
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Will not be understood as they are spoken
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For the chains of the sea
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Will have busted in the night
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And be buried at the bottom of the ocean
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[Verse 2]
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A song will lift as the main sail shifts
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And the boat drifts onto the shoreline
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And the sun will respect every face on the deck
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The hour when the ship comes in
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Then the sands will roll out a carpet of gold
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For your weary toes to be a touchin
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And the ships wise men will remind you once again
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That the whole wide world is watchin
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When The Ship Comes In
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| The Hollies |
