Looking Glass - Brandy (You’re a Fine Girl) (Audio)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DVx8L7a3MuE
There’s a port on a western bay
And it serves a hundred ships a day
Lonely sailors pass the time away
And talk about their homes
And there’s a girl in this harbor town
And she works layin’ whiskey down
They say “Brandy, fetch another round”
She serves them whiskey and wine
The sailors say, “Brandy, you’re a fine girl
(You’re a fine girl)
What a good wife you would be
(Such a fine girl)
Yeah, your eyes could steal a sailor from the sea”
Brandy wears a braided chain
Made of finest silver from the north of Spain
A locket that bears the name
Of a man that Brandy loved
He came on a summer’s day
Bringing gifts from far away
But he made it clear he couldn’t stay
No harbor was his home
The sailor said, “Brandy, you’re a fine girl
(You’re a fine girl)
What a good wife you would be
(Such a fine girl)
But my life, my love and my lady is the sea”
Yeah, Brandy used to watch his eyes
When he told his sailor’s story
She could feel the ocean fall and rise
She saw its raging glory
But he had always told the truth
Lord, he was an honest man
And Brandy does her best to understand
At night when the bars close down
Brandy walks through a silent town
And loves a man who’s not around
She still can hear him say
She hears him say, “Brandy, you’re a fine girl
(You’re a fine girl)
What a good wife you would be
(Such a fine girl)
But my life, my love and my lady is the sea
It is, yes, it is”
“Brandy, you’re a fine girl
(You’re a fine girl)
What a good wife you would be
(Such a fine girl)
But my life, my love and my lady is the sea
It is, it is, yes, it is”
Irony:
Pieter Sweval (bass) died on January 23, 1990, having succumbed to the AIDS virus
Remember the group “Naughty by Nature” in the 90’s? Had a song called “Down with OPP”?
You down with OPP (Yeah you know me) [Repeat: x3]
Who’s down with OPP (Every last homie)
Well kids I know did a parody of that and would sing it.
You down with HIV (Yeah you know me) [Repeat: x3]
Who’s down with HIV (Every last homie)
So go, play in jeweled cities
Play with pretties, tie ribbons in your hair
And if you find the looking glass
Please stay and ask the other side
Who’s that standing there, who’s that standing there
What’s her name
Does she still wear morning in her hair
And smile the same
The same...