Oh the time will come up
When the winds will stop
And the breeze will cease to be breathin'

Like the stillness in the wind
'Fore the hurricane begins
The hour when the ship comes in


Oh 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 that drifts on to the shore line
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 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 still

dreamin'
But they'll pinch themselves and squeel
And know that it's for real

The hour that the ship comes in

Then 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