Amsterdam

[Verse 1]
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

[Verse 2]
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 and muggy morn
By the dawn's early light

[Verse 3]
In the ports of Amsterdam, where the sailors all meet
There's a sailor who eats only fish heads and tails
And hе'll show you his teeth that have rotted too soon
That can torn up the sails, that can swallow thе 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

[Verse 4]
In the ports of Amsterdam, they can see sailors dance
Paunches bursting 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
Till the rancid sound of the accordion bursts
Then out of the night, with their pride in their pants
And the sluts that they tow underneath the street lamps

[Verse 5]
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've bargained their virtue
Their goodness all gone for a few dirty coins
Well, he just can't go on
Rolls his eyes to the sky and rolls them up above
And he pisses like I cry on the unfaithful love
In the port of Amsterdam, in the port of Amsterdam...