When The Ship Comes In

by Bob Dylan

Chords

4.9 (22)

intermediate Key: G Tuning: E A D G B E

Version:

v5 v1 v2 v3 v4

Transpose

Capo

None

Size

100%

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When The Ship Comes In – Bob Dylan

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Writer: Bob Dylan

From: "The Times They Are A-Changin'" (1964)

Tabbed by: maguri

Tuning: Standard

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CHORDS

E-A-D-G-B-e

G 3-x-0-0-0-3

Em/F# x-x-4-0-0-0 (might be Em7/F#, too)

C x-3-2-0-1-0

Em 0-2-2-0-0-0

D x-x-0-2-3-2

Em7/F# x-x-4-0-3-0

C/E x-x-2-0-1-0

Em/B x-2-0-0-0-0

D/A x-0-x-2-3-2

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[Intro}

Verse 1

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 before the

hurricane be

gins

The

hour that the

ship comes

And the

sea will split and the

ships will

hit

And the

sands on the

shoreline will be

shaking

And the

tide will

sound and the

waves will

pound

And the

morning

will

brea-

ea-

kin&rsqu

Verse 2

Oh the

fishes will

laugh as they

swim out of the

path

And the

seagulls

will be

smilin'

And the

rocks on the

sand will

proudly

stand

The

hour that the

ship comes

And the

words that are used for to

get the ship

confused

Will

not be under

stood as they're

spoken

Oh the

chains of the

sea will have

busted in the

night

And be

buried on the

bottom

of the

cean

Verse 3

song will

lift as the

main sail

shifts

And the

boat

drifts unto the

shoreline

And the

sun will res

pect every

face on the

deck

The

hour that the

ship comes

And the

sands will roll out a

carpet of

gold

For your

wearied

toes to be

touchin'

And the

ship's wise

men will re

mind you once a

gain

That the

whole wide

world

wa-

tchin'

Solo

Verse 4

Oh the f

oes 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

And they'll

raise their hands

Sayin' we'll

meet all your de

mands

But we'll

shout from the

bow: “Your day

s are numbered!”

And like

Pharoah's

tribe they'll be

drownded in the

tide

And like

Goliath

they'll

co-

on-

quered