There's a
E
Port on a
A
Western
C#m
bay and it
F#m
serves
A hundred
D
ships a
A
day lonely
E
sailors
Pass the
A
time a
C#m
way and
F#m
talk a
A
bout their
E
homes
And there's a
E
girl in this
A
harbor
C#m
town
And she
F#m
works layin'
D
whiskey
A
down
They say
E
Brandy fetch a-
A
nother
C#m
round
She
F#m
serves them
A
whiskey and
E
wine
The sailors say
C#m
Brandy you're a
A
fine girl (you’re a fine girl)
What a
C#m
good wife you would
A
be (such a fine girl)
Your
E
eyes could steal a
B
sailor from the
A
sea
E
A
(do,do...)
E
Brandy wears a
A
braided
C#m
chain
Made of
F#m
finest
A
silver from the
D
north of
A
Spain
A
E
locket that
A
bears the
C#m
name
Of the
F#m
man that
A
Brandy
E
loves
He
E
came on a
A
summer's
C#m
day
Bringing
F#m
gifts from
D
far a
A
way
But he
E
made it clear he
A
couldn't
C#m
stay
No
F#m
harbor
A
was his
E
home
The sailors say
C#m
Brandy you're a
A
fine girl (you’re a fine girl)
What a
C#m
good wife you would
A
be (such a fine girl)
But my
E
life my lover my
B
lady is the
A
sea
E
(d
A
o,do...)
Yeah
C#m
Brandy used to
E
watch his eyes
When he
A
told his sailor's
B
stories
She could
C#m
feel the ocean
E
fall and rise
She
A
saw it's raging
B
glory
But
C#m
he had always
D
told the truth
Lord he
C#m
was an honest
A
man
And
E
Brandy does her
B
best to under-
A
stand
E
A
(do,do...)
At
E
night when the
A
bars close
C#m
down
F#m
Brandy
A
walks through a
D
silent
A
town
And
E
loves a man who's
A
not
C#m
around
She
F#m
still can
A
hear him
E
say
She hears him say
C#m
Brandy you're a
A
fine girl (you’re a fine girl)
What a
C#m
good wife you would
A
be (such a fine girl)
But my
E
life my lover my
B
lady is the
A
sea
E
(d
A
o,do...)
Say
C#m
Brandy you're a
A
fine girl (you’re a fine girl)
What a
C#m
good wife you would
A
be (such a fine girl)
But my
E
life my lover my
B
lady is the
A
sea
E
(
A
do,
E
do...)