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 layin' 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" (dooda-dit-dooda), (dit-dooda-dit-dooda-dit)
Brandy wears a braided chain Made of finest silver from the North of Spain A locket that bears the name Of the man that Brandy loved
He came on a summer's day Bringin' gifts from far away And though he made it clear he couldn't stay No harbor was his home
The sailors 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 wife, my lover, my lady is the sea" (dooda-dit-dooda), (dit-dooda-dit-dooda-dit)
Yeah, Brandy used to watch his eyes As he told his sailor stories She could feel the ocean fall and rise She saw its ragin' glory Now he had always told the truth, lord he was an honest man And Brandy does her best to understand (dooda-dit-dooda), (dit-dooda-dit-dooda-dit)
At night when the bars close down Brandy walks through a silent town She 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 wife, my lover, my lady is the sea" (dooda-dit-dooda), (dit-dooda-dit-dooda-dit)
"Brandy, you're a fine girl" (you're a fine girl) "What a good wife you would be" (such a fine girl) "But my wife, my lover, my lady is the sea" (dooda-dit-dooda), (dit-dooda-dit-dooda-dit) "Is the sea" "Is the sea"