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The Times They Are A-Changin' session 4 - 23.oct.1963, album version
See lyrics for the "Theo Bikel Audio letter tape" version below
Oh the time will come up
When the wind will stop
An' the breeze with cease to be a-breathin'
Like the stillness in the wind
Before the hurricane begins
The hour that the ship comes in.
An' the sea will split
An' the ships will hit
An' the sands on the shoreline will be a-shakin'
An' the tide will sound
An' the waves will pound
An' the mornin' will be a-breakin'.
The fishes will laugh
As they swim out of the path
An' the seagulls they'll be a smilin'
An' the rocks on the sand
Will proudly stand
The hour that the ship comes in.
An' 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
An' be buried at the bottom of the ocean.
A song will lift
As the main sail shifts
An' the boat drifts on to the shoreline
An' 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'
An' the ships wise men
Will remind you once again
That the whole wild world is watchin'.
Oh the foes will rise
With the sleep still in their eyes
An' they'll jerk from their bed an' think they're dreamin'
But they'll pinch themselves an' squeal
An' they'll 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''
An' like pharaoh's tribe
They'll be drownded in the tide
An' like Goliath they'll be conquered. 
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The Theo Bikel Audio Letter Tape - late september/early october 1963
Theodore Bikel : This tape that you have before you is uh - weird in the technical sense.
They're two marvelous songs on it but is as done by myself, on a unfamiliar tape recorder,
very, very late at night when Bobby was in the mood to do the songs ...
I thought the songs are so good, that Pete (Seeger) might want to perform them on the road ...
The songs are The Times They Are a-Changin' and When The Ship Comes In
Oh the time will come up
When the winds will stop
And the breeze with cease to be a-breathin'
Like the stillness in the wind
Before the hurricane begins
The hour that the ship comes in.
And the sea will split
And the ships will hit
And the sands on the shoreline will be a-shakin'
And the tide will sound
And the waves will pound
And the mornin' will be breakin'.
Oh the fishes will laugh
As they swim out of the path
And the seagulls they'll be a smilin'
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 be buried at the bottom of the ocean.
{\sl I'm scared myself ... laughs}
Oh a song will lift
As the main sail 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 wild world is watchin'.
Oh the foes will rise
With the sleep still in their eyes
And they'll jerk from their bed and think they're dreamin'
But they'll pinch themselves an' squeal
And they'll 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''
An' like pharaoh's tribe
They'll be drownded in the tide
And like Goliath they'll be conquered.
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Recording dates & record list 
THE TIMES THEY ARE A-CHANGIN'