83 – happy birthday Bob…

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