Amsterdam
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In the ports of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sings of the dreams
That he brings from the wide open sea
In the ports of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sleeps
While the river bank weeps
By the old willow tree
In the ports of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who dies
Full of beer, full of cries
In the drunken town fight
In the ports of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who's born
On a hot muggy morn
By the dawn's early light
In the ports of Amsterdam
Where the sailors all meet
There's a sailor who eats
Only fish heads and tails
And he'll show you his teeth
That have rotted too soon
That can tear up the sails
That can swallow the moon
And he yells to the cook
With his arms open wide
"Hey, bring me more fish
Set it down by my side"
And he wants so to belch
But he's too full to try
So he stands up and laughs
And he zips up his fly
In the ports of Amsterdam
You can see sailors dance
Pointers busting their pants
Grinding women to porch
They've 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
'Til the rancid sound
Of the accordion bursts
Then out of the night
With their pride in their pants
And the sluts that they sow
Underneath the street lamps
In the ports of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who drinks
And he drinks and he drinks
And he drinks once again
He'll drink to the health
Of the whores of Amsterdam
Who have given their bodies
To a thousand other men
Yeah, they're pride and their virtue
Their goodness all gone
For a few dirty coins
Well, it just can't go on
He rolls his eyes to the sky
Yeah, rolls them up above
And he pisses like I cry
On the unfaithful love
In the ports of Amsterdam
In the ports of Amsterdam