Bellowhead - Amsterdam lyrics
[Bellowhead - Amsterdam lyrics]
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sings
Of the dreams that he brings
From the wide open sea
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sleeps
While the river bank weeps to
The old willow tree
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who dies
Full of beer, full of cries
In a drunken down fight
But in the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who's born
On a muggy hot morn
By the dawn's early light
In the port 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 drink down the moon
That can haul up the sails
And he turns to the cook
With his arms open wide
"Bring me more fish, put it down by my side"
And he wants so to belch
But he's too full to try
So he gets up and he laughs
And he zips up his fly
In the port of Amsterdam
You can see sailors dance
Paunches bursting their pants
Grinding women to paunch
They've forgotten the tune that
Their whiskey-voice croaks
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
And it's into the night with
Their pride in their pants
And the slut that they
Tow underneath the streetlamps
In the port of Amsterdam there's
A sailor who drinks
And he drinks, and he drinks
And he drinks once again
He drinks to the health of
The whores of Amsterdam
Who have promised their love to
A thousand other men
They have bargained their bodies
Their virtues all gone
For a few dirty coins
And when he can't go on
He puts his nose in the air
And he wipes it up above
And he pisses like I cry
For an unfaithful love
In the port of Amsterdam
In the port of Amsterdam
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sings
Of the dreams that he brings
From the wide open sea
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sleeps
While the river bank weeps to
The old willow tree
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who dies
Full of beer, full of cries
In a drunken down fight
But in the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who's born
On a muggy hot morn
By the dawn's early light
In the port 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 drink down the moon
That can haul up the sails
And he turns to the cook
With his arms open wide
"Bring me more fish, put it down by my side"
And he wants so to belch
But he's too full to try
So he gets up and he laughs
And he zips up his fly
In the port of Amsterdam
You can see sailors dance
Paunches bursting their pants
Grinding women to paunch
They've forgotten the tune that
Their whiskey-voice croaks
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
And it's into the night with
Their pride in their pants
And the slut that they
Tow underneath the streetlamps
In the port of Amsterdam there's
A sailor who drinks
And he drinks, and he drinks
And he drinks once again
He drinks to the health of
The whores of Amsterdam
Who have promised their love to
A thousand other men
They have bargained their bodies
Their virtues all gone
For a few dirty coins
And when he can't go on
He puts his nose in the air
And he wipes it up above
And he pisses like I cry
For an unfaithful love
In the port of Amsterdam
In the port of Amsterdam
In the port of Amsterdam