By: Elliot Lurie 1972
[1]
Performed: Looking Glass [2]
| D | F#m | Em | Bm |
There's a | port | , on a | western | bay |
| Em | G | C/G | G |
And it | serves | , a hundred | ships a | day |
| D | F#m | Em | Bm | Em | G | D |
Lonely | sailors | , pass the | time | away, and | talk a | bout their | homes |
| D | F#m | Em | Bm |
There's a | girl | , in this | harbour | town |
| Em | G | C/G | G |
And she | works | , laying | whiskey | down |
| D | F#m | Em | Bm | Em | G | D |
They say | Brandy | , fetch | another | round, she | serves them | whiskey and | wine |
| Bm7 | G |
The sailors say | Brandy, you're a | fine girl |
| Bm7 | G |
What a | good wife you would | be |
| A | Asus4/Gb | G | D/F# | Bm7 A |
Your | eyes could steal a | sailor from the | sea | | |
| D | F#m | Em | Bm |
| Brandy | , wears a | braided | chain |
| Em | G | C/G | G |
Made of the | finest | silver from the | north of | spain |
| D | F#m | Em | Bm | Em | G | D |
A | locket | , that | bears the | name of | the man that | Brandy | loves |
| D | F#m | Em | Bm |
He | came | , on a | summers | day |
| Em | G | C/G | G |
Bearing | gifts | , from | far a | way |
| D | F#m | Em | Bm | Em | G | D |
But he | made it | clear, he | couldn't | stay, no | harbour | was his | home |
| Bm7 | G |
The sailor said | Brandy, you're a | fine girl |
| Bm7 | Gmaj7 |
What a | good wife you would | be |
| A | Asus4/Gb | G | D/F# | Bm7 A |
But my | life, my love, and my | lady is the | sea | | |
| Bm7 | A | G | A |
Yes | Brandy used to | watch his eyes as he | told his sailor's | stories |
| Bm7 | A | G | A |
She could | feel the ocean | fall and rise, she | saw its raging | glory |
| Bm7 | C/G | Bm7 |
But | he had always | told the truth , Lord he | was an honest man |
| Asus4/Gb | A | G | D | Bm7 A |
And | Brandy does her | best to under | stand | | |
| D | F#m | Em | Bm |
| At night | , when the | bars close | down |
| Em | G | C/G | G |
| Brandy | walks through a | silent | town |
| D | F#m | Em | Bm | Em | G | D |
And | loves a | man, who's | not a | round, she | still can | hear him | say |
| Bm7 | G |
She hears him say | Brandy, you're a | fine girl |
| Bm7 | G |
What a | good wife you would | be |
| A | Asus4/Gb | G | D/F# | Bm A |
But my | life, my love, and my | lady is the | sea | | |
Created 2010 Jun 23 22:46
This is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song.
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