Bob Dylan - When the ship comes in

O the ^Ctime will come ^Emup when the ^Fwind will ^Cstop, And the ^Ambreeze will ^Fcease to be ^Cbreathin'. Like a ^Cstillness in the ^Emwind 'fore the ^Fhurricane be^Cgins. The ^Chour that the ^Fship ^Gcomes ^Cin.

O the ^Emseas will split and the ^Fship will ^Chit, And the ^Emsand on the ^Fshoreline will be ^Cshaking, And the ^Ctide will ^Emsound and the ^Fwaves will ^Cpound, And the ^Cmorning ^Fwill be ^Gbreak^Cing.^{F C}

O the ^Cfishes will ^Emlaugh as they ^Fswim out of the ^Cpath, And the ^Amsea gulls, ^Fthey'll be ^Csmiling. And the ^Crocks on the ^Emsand will ^Fproudly ^Cstand, The ^Chour that the ^Fship co^Gmes ^Cin.

And the ^Emwords that are ^Fused for to ^Cget the ship confused, Will ^Emnot be unders^Ftood as they're ^Cspoken. For the ^Cchains of the ^Emsea will be ^Fbusted in the ^Cnight, And be ^Cburied in the ^Fbottom of the ^Goce^Can. ^{F C}

O a ^Csong will ^Emlift as the ^Fmain sail ^Cshifts, And the ^Amboat ^Fdrifts on to the ^Cshoreline. And the ^Csun will ^Emrespect every ^Fface on the ^Cdeck, The ^Chour that the ^Fship co^Gmes ^Cin.

And the ^Emsand will roll out a ^Fcarpet of ^Cgold, For your ^Emweary ^Ftoes to be a-^Ctouchin'. And the ^Cship's wise ^Emmen will re^Fmind you once ^Cagain, That the ^Cwhole wide ^Fworld is ^Gwatch^Cin'^F. ^C

O the ^Cfoes will ^Emrise with the ^Fsleep set in their ^Ceyes, And they'll ^Amjerk from their ^Fbeds and think they're ^Cdreamin'. But they^C'll pinch them^Emselves and squeal and ^Fthey'll know that ^Cit's for real, The ^Chour that the ^Fship co^Gmes ^Cin.

And they'll ^Emraise their hands sayin', "We'll ^Fmeet all you ^Cdemands." But will ^Emshout from the ^Fbow, "Your days are ^Cnumbered." And like ^CPharaoh's ^Emtribe they'll be ^Ffound in the ^Ctide, And like^C Goliath, ^Fthey'll be ^Gconquere^Cd.^{F C}