Brandy (You're A Fine Girl) (chromatic)
by Looking Glass · tab for chromatic harmonica
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There's a port, on a west-ern bay
and it serves a hun-dred ships a day,
Lone-ly sail-ors, pass the time a-way
and talk a-bout their homes.
There's a girl, in this har-bor town
and she works, lay-ing whis-key down,
They say "Bran-dy, fetch an-oth-er round",
she serves them whis-key and wine
The sail-ors say Bran-dy you're a fine girl,
what a good wife you would be
Your eyes could steal a sail-or, from the sea.
Bran-dy wears a braid-ed chain,
made of fin-est sil-ver
from the north of Spain.
A lock-et, that bears the name,
Of the man that Bran-dy loves.
He came, on a sum-mer's day,
bring-ing gifts, from far a-way.
But he made it clear he could-n't stay,
no har-bor was his home.
The sail-ors say Bran-dy you're a fine girl,
what a good wife you would be
Your eyes could steal a sail-or, from the sea.
Bran-dy used to watch his eyes
when he told his sail-or's sto-ry,
she could feel the o-cean fall and rise,
she saw it's rag-ing glo-ry.
But he had al-ways told the truth,
Lord he was an hon-est man;
Bran-dy does her best to un-der-stand.
At night when the bars close down,
Bran-dy walks thru a si-lent town,
and loves a man, who's not a-round,
she still can hear him say.
She hears him say Bran-dy
you're a fine girl,
what a good wife you would be
Your eyes could steal a sail-or, from the sea.