In the port of Amsterdam Theres a sailor who sings Of the dreams that he brings From the wide open sea In the port of Amsterdam Theres a sailor who sleeps While the river bank weeps To the old Willow tree In the port of Amsterdam Theres a sailor who dies Full of beer, full of cries In a drunken town fight In the port of Amsterdam Theres a sailor whos born On a hot muggy morn By the dawns early light In the port of Amsterdam Where the sailors all meet Theres a sailor who eats Only fish heads and tails And hell show you his teeth That have rotted too soon That can haul up the sails That can swallow the moon And he yells to the cook With his arms open wide Hey, bring me more fish Throw it down by my side And he wants so to belch But hes too full to try So he stands up and laughs And he zips up his fly In the port of Amsterdam You can see sailors dance Paunches bursting their pants Grinding women to porch Theyve forgotten the tune That their whiskey voice croaked Splitting the night With the roar of their jokes And they turn and they dance And they laugh and they lust Till the rancid sound of the accordion bursts And then out of the night With their pride in their pants And the sluts that they tow Underneath the street lamp In the port of Amsterdam Theres a sailor who drinks And he drinks and he drinks And he drinks once again Hell drink to the health Of the whores of Amsterdam Whove given their bodies To a thousand other men Yeah, theyve bargained their virtue Their goodness all gone For a few dirty coins When he just cant go on Throws his nose to the sky Aims it up above And he pisses like I cry On the unfaithful love In the port of Amsterdam
Posted on: Sat, 25 Oct 2014 14:51:03 +0000