David Bowie - Port Of Amsterdam Lyrics
Written by jacques brel - performed by david bowieIn the port of amsterdamTheres a sailor who singsOf the dreams that he bringsFrom the wide open seaIn the port of amsterdamTheres a sailor who sleepsWhile the river bank weepsTo the old willow treeIn the port of amsterdamTheres a sailor who diesFull of beer, full of criesIn a drunken town fightIn the port of amsterdamTheres a sailor whos bornOn a hot muggy mornBy the dawns early lightIn the port of amsterdamWhere the sailors all meetTheres a sailor who eatsOnly fish heads and tailsAnd hell show you his teethThat have rotted too soonThat can haul up the sailsThat can swallow the moonAnd he yells to the cookWith his arms open wideHey, bring me more fishThrow it down by my sideAnd he wants so to belchBut hes too full to trySo he stands up and laughsAnd he zips up his flyIn the port of amsterdamYou can see sailors dancePaunches bursting their pantsGrinding women to porchTheyve forgotten the tuneThat their whiskey voice croakedSplitting the nightWith the roar of their jokesAnd they turn and they danceAnd they laugh and they lustTill the rancid sound of the accordion burstsAnd then out of the nightWith their pride in their pantsAnd the sluts that they towUnderneath the street lampsIn the port of amsterdamTheres a sailor who drinksAnd he drinks and he drinksAnd he drinks once againHell drink to the healthOf the whores of amsterdamWhove given their bodiesTo a thousand other menYeah, theyve bargained their virtueTheir goodness all goneFor a few dirty coinsWell he just cant go onThrows his nose to the skyAnd he aims it up aboveAnd he pisses like I cryOn the unfaithful loveIn the port of amsterdamIn the port of amsterdam
