Oh the time will come up when the wind will stop
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And the breeze will cease to be breathin'
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Like the stillness in the wind 'fore the hurricane begins
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The hour that the ship comes in.
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Oh the seas will split and the ship will hit
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And the sand on the shoreline will be shakin'
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And the tide will sound and the waves will pound
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And the mornin' will be breakin'!
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Oh the fishes will laugh 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 will proudly stand
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The hour that the ship comes in.
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And the words that are used for to get the ship confused
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Will not be understood as they're spoken'
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For the chains of the sea will have busted in the night
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And be buried on the bottom of the ocean.
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Oh a song will lift as the mainsail 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 that the ship comes in.
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And 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 ship's wise men will remind you once again
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That the whole wide world is watchin'!
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Of the foes will rise with the sleep still in their eyes
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And they'll jerk from their beds and think they're dreamin'
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But they'll pinch themselves and squeal
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And they'll know that it's for real
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The hour that the ship comes in.
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And they'll raise their hands sayin'
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"We'll meet all your demands"
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But we'll shout from the bow "Your days are numbered!"
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And like Pharaoh's tribe they'll be drownded in the tide
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And like Goliath they'll be conquered!
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WHEN THE SHIP COMES IN
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| Peter, Paul & Mary |
