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Oh the time will come up
When the wind will stop
And the breeze
Will cease to be breathin'
Like the stillness in the wind
'Fore the hurricane begins
The hour that the ship comes in
Oh the seas will split
And the ship will hit
And the sand on the shoreline
Will be shakin'
And the tide will sound
And the waves will pound
And the mornin' will be breakin'
Oh the fishes will laugh
As they swim out of the path
And the seagulls
They'll be 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 on
The bottom of the ocean
Oh a song will lift
As the mainsail shifts
And the boat drifts
Onto 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 foes will rise
With the sleep still in their eyes
And they'll jerk 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 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
