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

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 loves

He came on a summer's day
Bringin' 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 finegirl)
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 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

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 finegirl)
What a good wife you would be (such a fine girl)
But my life, my lover, 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 lover, my lady is the sea