Sailor

Sailor, get your feet on the ground Get your leave, get your money, get yourself into town (Lonely town needs you around) Sailor, won't you stay for awhile? There's a town full of girls that could do with a smile (Lonely girls, brush up your curls) Get in the game, pick out the dame This is the place where you set the pace The streets are lit with the good times rolling The bars are filled with the good stuff floating Set 'em up Joe, let the booze flow Give out the juice, she won't refuse This is your chance for love and romance Your leave is short but the action's growing Get in the game before you start slowing down Hey, sailor, is there anything wrong? There's a dame in your lap but your style is wrong (She's ok, so don't run away) Sailor, is it true what they say that you don't look so tough when the girls are away? (Boy, boy, boy, where's all your joy) Do what you know, put on a show Don't be afraid, you should have it made You've got to live up to all those stories Sailor boy with your mixed-up glories Set 'em up Joe, let the booze flow Pull up your socks, pull out the stops Do what you can, they'll understand It's hard to make up for all that sailing Out on the sea, you lose all your training Let the booze flow, let yourself go