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"
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
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
Yeah, Brandy used to watch his eyes When he told his sailor stories She could feel the ocean foam 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 understand
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"
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