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 homes
And there's a girl in this harbor town
And she works layin' whiskey down
They say andquot;Brandy, fetch another roundandquot;
She serves them whiskey and wine
The sailors say andquot;Brandy, you're a fine girlandquot; (you're a finegirl)
andquot;What a good wife you would beandquot; (such a fine girl)
andquot;Yeah your eyes could steal a sailor from the seaandquot;
(dooda-dit-dooda), (dit-dooda-dit-dooda-dit)
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 summer's day
Bringin' gifts from far away
But he made it clear he couldn't stay
No harbor was his home
The sailor said andquot; Brandy, you're a fine girlandquot; (you're a finegirl)
andquot;What a good wife you would beandquot; (such a fine girl)
andquot;But my life, my lover, my lady is the seaandquot;
(dooda-dit-dooda), (dit-dooda-dit-dooda-dit)
Yeah, Brandy used to watch his eyes
When he told his sailor stories
She could feel the ocean foam rise
She saw its ragin' glory
But he had always told the truth, lord, he was an honest man
And Brandy does her best to understand
(dooda-dit-dooda), (dit-dooda-dit-dooda-dit)
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
She hears him say andquot; Brandy, you're a fine girlandquot; (you're a finegirl)
andquot;What a good wife you would beandquot; (such a fine girl)
andquot;But my life, my lover, my lady is the seaandquot;
(dooda-dit-dooda), (dit-dooda-dit-dooda-dit)
andquot;Brandy, you're a fine girlandquot; (you're a fine girl)
FADE
andquot;What a good wife you would beandquot; (such a fine girl)
andquot;But my life, my lover, my lady is the seaandquot;
