There's a port on a western bay
and it servers a 100 ships a day
and all the sailors pass their time away
talk about their homes
and there's a girl in this harbour town
and she works laying whisky down
they say brandy but she's not around she serves them whisky in wine.

the sailors say brandy you're a fine (you're a fine girl) what a good wife you would be
(such a fine girl) your eyes could steal the sailors from the sea

brandy wears a braided chain
made from the finest silver from the north of spain
i like it but there's the name
of a man that brandy loved
he came on a summers day
bringing gifts from far away
but he made it clear he couldn't stay
the harbour was his home

chorus
the sailors say brandy you're a fine
but my life my love or my lady is the sea

yeah brandy used to watch his eyes
when he told his sailors story
she could feel the ocean for her eyes
she saw his rage and glory
but he had always told the truth
that he was an honest man
and brandy does her best to understand
one night when the bars closed down
brandy walks trough a silent town
and loves a man whose not around
she still can hear him say she hears him say

chorus
brandy you're a fine (you're a fine girl)
what a good wife you would be (such a fine girl)
but my life, my love or my lady, is the sea