Amsterdam v1

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In the port of Amsterdam, there’s a sailor who sings
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Of the dreams that he brings, from the wide open sea
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In the port of Amsterdam, there’s a sailor who sleeps
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While the riverbank weeps, to the old willow tree
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In the port of Amsterdam, there’s a sailor who dies
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Full of beer, full of cries, in the drunken town fight
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In the port of Amsterdam, there’s a sailor who’s born
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On a hot muggy morn, by the dawns early light
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In the port of Amsterdam, where the sailors all meet
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There’s a sailor who eats, only fish heads and tails
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And he’ll show you his teeth, that have rotted too soon
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That can haul up the sails, that can swallow the moon
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And he yells to the cook, with his arms open wide 
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Hey, bring me more fish, throw it down by my side
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And he once sought to belch, but he too full to try
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So he stands up and laughs, and he zips up his fly 
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In the port of Amsterdam, you can see sailors dance
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Paunches bursting their pants, grinding women to porch
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They’ve forgotten the tune, that their Whiskey voice croaks
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Splitting the night with the roar of their jokes
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And they turn and they dance, and they laugh and they lust 
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Till the rancid sound of the accordeon bursts
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And then out of the night, with their pride in their pants
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And the sluts that they tow, unferneath the streetlamps
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In the port of Amsterdam, there’s a sailor who drinks 
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And he drinks, and he drinks, and he drinks once again
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He drinks to the health, of the whores of Amsterdam
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Who have given their bodies, to a thousand other men

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Yeah they bargain their virtue, their goodness all gone
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For a few dirty coins, when they just can’t go on
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Blows his nose to the sky, and he aims it up above
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And he pisses like I cry for the unfaithfull love
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In the port of Amsterdam, in the port of Amsterdam, 
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In the port, in the port, in the port of Amsterdam
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In the port of Amsterdam, in the port of Amsterdam, 
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In the port, in the port, in the port of Amsterdam                (uitstervend)
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In the port of Amsterdam, there’s a sailor who sings
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Of the dreams that he brings, from the wide open sea
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In the port of Amsterdam, there’s a sailor who sleeps
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While the ri-ver-bank weeps, to  the  old  wil-low  tree