Brandy (You're A Fine Girl)

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 laying whiskey down
And they say, "Brandy, fetch another round"
She serves them whiskey and wine

The sailors say, "Brandy, you're a fine girl (you're a fine girl)
What a good wife you would be (such a fine girl)
Yeah, your eyes could steal a sailor from the sea"

Brandy wears a braided chain
Made out of finest silver from the north of Spain
And a locket that bears the name
Of a man that Brandy loved

He came on a summer's day
Bringing gifts from far away
Made it clear that he could not stay
No harbor was his home

The sailor said, "Brandy, you're a fine girl (you're a fine girl)
What a good wife you would be (such a fine girl)
But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea"

Yeah, Brandy used to watch his eyes
When he told his sailor's 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
Loves a man who's not around
She still can hear him say

She hears him say, "Brandy, you're a fine girl (you're a fine girl)
What a good wife you would be (such a fine girl)
But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea"
He said, "Brandy, you're a fine girl (you're a fine girl)
What a good wife you would be (such a fine girl)
But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea
Is the sea"