Brandy There's a port on a western bay And it serves 100 ships a day Lonely sailors pass the time away And talk about their lives And there's a girl in this harbor town And she works laying whiskey down They say Brandy, fetch another round And she serves them whiskey and wine. They say,"Brandy, you're a fine girl What a good wife you would be You 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 loved. He came on a summer's day Bringing gifts from far away But he made it clear he couldn't stay No harbor was his home. Brandy, you've a fine girl, What a good wife you would be But my life, my love and my lady is the sea. Brandy used to watch his eyes When he told his sailing 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 silent town And loves a man who's not around She still can hear him say: Brandy, you've a fine girl, What a good wife you would be But my life, my love and my lady is the sea. JY
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