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

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 of finest silver from the north of Spain

A locket that bears the name

Of a man that Brandy loved

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 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 story

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

And 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"

It is (It is)

Yes, it is (Yes, it is)

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"

It is (It is)

Yes, it is