Brandy (You're a Fine Girl)

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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

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" (do-do-do-do)

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" (do-do-do-do)

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 (do-do-do-do)

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" (do-do-do-do)

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 (do-do-do-do)

Is the sea" (do-do-do-do)