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"And they're gonna write what it's about".
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Oh, the time will come up
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When the winds will stop
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And the breeze will cease to be breathin'
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Like the stillness in the wind
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Before the hurricane begins
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The hour that the ship comes in
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And the sea will split
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And the ships will hit
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And the sands on the shoreline
will be shaking
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Bob would write.
Just write and write and write.
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And one time, we pulled into someplace...
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and I was okay by then.
Bare feet or not, I was famous.
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But this scruffy-looking guy I had with me...
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and the people behind the desk
were having none of it...
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and they said they didn't have a room.
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And now, of course, I was livid...
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and pulled all my punches,
and got him a room.
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And he wrote a song
that just was devastating:
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The Hour The Ship Comes In.
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And I could see him hanging them all.
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He'd never sort of fess up to that sort of
thing, but that's what it seemed like to me.
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Working out whatever feelings...
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he might have had
about not being given a room...
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in a brilliant song, in one night.
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And they'll raise their hands
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Sayin' we'll meet all your demands
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There'll be a shout from the bow,
"Your days are numbered"
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And like Pharaoh's tribe
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They'll be drownded in the tide
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And like Goliath, they'll be conquered
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You had country folks and city folks there.
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We purposely tried to mix it up at Newport.