E
Theres a port
A
B
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on a wes tern bay
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and it serves
A
D
A
a hundred ships a day
E
lonely sailors
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B
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pass the tim e a way
Fm7
A
E
and talk about their homes
E
Theres a girl
A
B
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in this harbor town
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and she works
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D
A
laying whiskey down,
E
they say Brandy,
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B
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fetch anothe r round
Fm7
A
E
she serves them whisky and wine
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Brandy, your a fine girl
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what a good wife you would be
E
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your eyes could steal a sailor
A
E
from the sea
E
Brandy
A
B
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wears a br aided chain
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made of finest silver
A
D
A
from the north of spain
E
a locket,
A
B
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that bears t he name
Fm7
A
E
of the man that Brandy loves
E
He came,
A
B
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on a sum mers day
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bearing gifts
A
D
A
from far away,
E
but he made it clear
A
B
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he couldnt s ta y
Fm7
A
E
the harbor was his home
Amaj7
B7
eyes as he told his sailor stories
C#m
she could feel the ocean rise and fall
Amaj7
B7
she saw its raging glory
Amaj7
D
but he had always told the truth
C#m
lord he was an honest man
E
B
A
E
A
and brandy does her best to underst an d
B
A
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E
Fm7
B7
Amaj7
D
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