There's a point on a western bay
And it serves a hundred ships a day
Lonely sailors pass the town away
And talk about their homes
And there's a girl in this harbor town
And she works laying whiskey down
They say, Brandy, fetch another round
She serves them whiskey and wine
They say, Brandy, you're a fine girl
What a good wife you would be
Your eyes could steal the sail from the sea
Brandy wears a braided chain
Made of finest silver from the north of Spain
A locket that bears the name
Of a man that Brandy loved
He came on a summer's day
Bringing gifts from far away
But he made it clear he couldn't stay
The harbor was his
The sailor said, Brandy, you're a fine girl
What a good wife you would be
But my life, my lover, my lady is the same
Yeah, Brandy used to watch his eyes
When he told this sailor's story
She could feel the ocean bottom rise
She saw its rages
And glory
But he had always told the truth
Lord, he was an honest man
Brandy does her best to understand
At night, when the bars close down
Brandy walks through a silent town
He loves a man who's not around
She still can hear him say
She hears him say, Brandy, you're a fine girl
What a good wife you would be
But my life, my lover, my lady is the same
Yes, it is
She said, Brandy, you're a fine girl
What a good wife you would be
But my life, my lover, my lady is the same
Yes, it is
What a good wife you would be

She said, Brandy, you're a fine girl

But my life, my lover, my lady is the same
Yes, it is
What a good wife you would be
But my life, my lover, my lady is the same