| Song | When The Ship Comes In |
| Artist | Bob Dylan |
| Album | The Bootleg Series, Vols. 1-3 (Rare & Unreleased) 1961-1991 |
| 作词 : Dylan | |
| When The Ship Comes In | |
| 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 drifts on to the shoreline | |
| 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 dreamin’ | |
| But they’ll pinch themselves and squeal | |
| And know that it’s for real | |
| The hour when 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 Pharoah’s tribe | |
| They’ll be drownded in the tide | |
| And like Goliath, they’ll be conquered |
| zuò cí : Dylan | |
| When The Ship Comes In | |
| 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 drifts on to the shoreline | |
| 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 atouchin' | |
| 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 know that it' s for real | |
| The hour when 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 Pharoah' s tribe | |
| They' ll be drownded in the tide | |
| And like Goliath, they' ll be conquered |