BRANDY
There's a port in a western bay
and it serves a hundred ships a day
Lonely sailors pass the time away
talking about their homes
There's a girl in this harbor town
and she works laying whiskey down
They say, Brandy, fetch another round
She serves them whiskey and wine
The sailors say, Brandy you're a fine girl
What a good wife you would be
But my life, my love, and my lady, is 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 summer's day
Bringing gifts from far away
But he made it clear he couldn't stay
No harbor was his home.
Brandy used to watch his eyes
when he told his sailer stories
She could feel the oceans fall and rise
she saw his raging glory
but he had always told the truth
Lord he's an honest man
and Brandy tries her best to understand
At night when the bars close down
Brandy walks throught a silent town
She loves a man who's not around
She still can hear him say,
She hears him say, Brandy you're a fine girl
What a good wife you would be
Yea your eyes could steal a sailor from the sea
Brandy you're a fine girl
What a good wife you would be
But my life, my love, and my lady is the sea.
let's go back one to my home
