Theres a port on a western bay And it serves a hundred ships a day Lonely sailors pass the time a way And talk about their homes
Theres a girl in this harbor town And she works laying whiskey down They say Brandy, fetch another round She serves them whisky and wine The sailors say...
Chorus: Brandy, you're a fine girl
What a good wife you would be
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 the man that Brandy loves He came on a summers day - bearing gifts - from far away But he made it clear he couldnt stay The harbor was his home
- Chorus - Bridge: Brandy used to watch his eyes As he told his sailor stories She could feel the ocean fall and rise She saw its raging glory But he had always told the truth Lord he was an honest man And Brandy does her best to understand
At night when the bars close down Brandy walks through a slient town And loves a man who's not around She still can hear him say She hears him say...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
