There's a port on a Western bay
And it serves a hundred ships a day
Lonely sailors pass the time away
And talk about their homesAnd there's a girl in this harbor town
And she works layin' whiskey down
They say, "Brandy, fetch another round"
She serves them whiskey and wineThe sailors say, "Brandy, you're a fine girl"
(You're a fine girl)
"What a good wife you would be"
(Such a fine girl)
"Yeah, your eyes could steal a sailor from the sea"Brandy wears a braided chain
Made of finest silver from the North of Spain
A locket that bears the name
Of a man that Brandy lovesHe came on a summer's day
Bringin' gifts from far away
But he made it clear he couldn't stay
No harbor was his homeThe sailor said," Brandy, you're a fine girl"
(You're a fine girl)
"What a good wife you would be"
(Such a fine girl)
"But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea"Yeah, Brandy used to watch his eyes
When he told his sailor stories
She could feel the ocean fall and rise
She saw its ragin' gloryBut he had always told the truth
Lord, he was an honest man
And Brandy does her best to understandAt night when the bars close down
Brandy walks through a silent town
And loves a man who's not around
She still can hear him sayShe hears him say, " Brandy, you're a fine girl"
(You're a fine girl)
"What a good wife you would be"
(Such a fine girl)
"But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea"Yeah, Brandy, you're a fine girl
(You're a fine girl)
What a good wife you would be
(Such a fine girl)
But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea
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Lurie ElliotPublished by
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