There's a port on a western bayAnd it serves a hundred ships a dayLonely sailors pass the time awayAnd talk about their homes
And there's a girl in this harbor townAnd she works layin' whiskey downThey 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 chainMade of finest silver from the north of SpainA locket that bears the nameOf a man that Brandy loves
He came on a summer's dayBringin' gifts from far awayBut he made it clear he couldn't stayNo 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 love, and my lady is the sea"
Yeah, Brandy used to watch his eyesWhen he told his sailor's storyShe could feel the ocean fall and riseShe saw its ragin' gloryBut he had always told the truthLord, he was an honest manAnd Brandy does her best to understand
At night, when the bars close downBrandy walks through a silent townAnd loves a man who's not aroundShe 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 love, and my lady is the sea"
"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 love, and my lady is the sea"