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In the port of AmsterdamThere's a sailor who singsOf the dreams that he bringsEFrom a wide open seaAnd in the port of AmsterdamThere's a sailor who sleepsWhile the river bank weepsTo the old willow treeAnd in the port of AmsterdamThere's a sailor who diesFull of beers full of criesIn a drunken down fightAnd in the port of AmsterdamThere's a sailor who is bornOn the hot muggy mornBy the dawns early lightIn the port of AmsterdamWhere the sailors all meetThere's a sailor who eatsEOnly fish heads and tailsHe'll show you his teethThat have rotted too soonThat can haul up the sailsThat can swallow the moonAnd he'll yell to the cookWith his arms open wideOh bring me more fishThough it's down by my sideAnd he wants so to belchBut he's too full to trySo he stands up and laughsAnd he zips up his fliesIn the port of AmsterdamYou can see sailors dancePaunches bursting their pantsEGrinding women's with paunch (not sure about this line)They've forgotten the tuneThat their whiskey voice croaksSplitting the nightWith the roar of their jokesAnd they turn and they danceAnd they laugh and they lustTill the rancid soundOf the accordion burstsAnd then out of the nightWith their pride in their pantsAnd the slut that they towUnderneath the street lampsIn the port of AmsterdamThere's a sailor who drinksAnd he drinks and he drinksEAnd he drinks once againOh he drinks to the healthOf the whores of AmsterdamWho have given their bodiesTo a thousand other menIt's their worth and their goodnessTheir virtues all goneFor the few dirty coinsWhen he just can't go onThrows his nose to the skyAnd he aims it up aboveAnd he pisses like I cryFor an unfaithful loveIn the port of AmsterdamIn the port of Amsterdam
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