Brandy

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, "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

Your eyes could steal the 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 summer's day

Bringing gifts from far away

But he made it clear he couldn't stay

No harbor was his home

The sailors say, "Brandy, you're a fine girl

What a good wife you would be

But my life, my love, my lady is the sea"

And Brandy used to watch his eyes

When he told his sailor story

She could feel the ocean fall and rise

When he told her of his glory

Oh, but he had always told the truth

Lord, he didn't tell no lie

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 is not around

She can still hear him say

She hears him say, "Brandy, you're a fine girl

What a good wife you would be

But my life, my love, my lady is the sea"

Yeah, Brandy, you're a fine girl

What a good wife you would be

But my life, my love, my lady is the sea