brandy youre a fine girl

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theres a port on a western bay and it serves a hundred ships a day lonely sailors pass the time away and talk about their homesand theres a girl in this harbor town and she works layin whiskey down they say brandy fetch another round she serves them whiskey and winechorus the sailors say brandy youre a fine girl youre a fine girl what a good wife you would be such a fine girl yeah your eyes could steal a sailor from the seabrandy wears a braided chain made of finest silver from the north of spain a locket that bears the name of the man that brandy loveshe came on a summers day bringin gifts from far away but he made it clear he couldnt stay no harbor was his homechorus the sailors say brandy youre a fine girl youre a fine girl what a good wife you would be such a fine girl but my life my lover my lady is the seayeah brandy used to watch his eyes when he told his sailor stories she could feel the ocean fall and rise she saw its ragin glory but he had always told the truth lord he was an honest man and brandy does her best to understandat night when the bars close down brandy walks through a silent town and loves a man whos not around she still can hear him saychorusshe hears him say brandy youre a fine girl youre a fine girl what a good wife you would be such a fine girl but my life my lover my lady is the seabrandy youre a fine girl youre a fine girl what a good wife you would be such a fine girl but my life my lover my lady is the sea