words by ‘Looking Glass’
There’s a port on a western bay
And it serves a hundred ships a day
Lonely sailors pass the time away
And talk about their homes
And there’s a girl in this harbor town
And she works layin’ whiskey down
They say, Katie, fetch another round
She serves them whiskey and wine
The sailors say, “Katie, you’re a fine girl” (you’re a fine girl)
“What a good wife you would be” (such a fine girl)
“Yeah, your eyes could steal a sailor from the sea”
Katie wears a braided chain
Made of finest silver from the North of Spain
A locket that bears the name
Of the girl that Katie loved
She came on a summer’s day
Bringin’ gifts from far away
But she made it clear she couldn’t stay
No harbor was her home
The sailors say, “Katie, you’re a fine girl” (you’re a fine girl)
“What a good wife you would be” (such a fine girl)
“But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea”
Yeah, Katie used to watch her eyes
When she told her sailor stories
She could feel the ocean fall and rise
She saw its ragin’ glory
But she had always told the truth, Lord, she was an honest girl
And Katie does her best to understand
At night when the bars close down
Katie walks through a silent town
And loves a girl who’s not around
She still can hear her say
She hears her say, “Katie, you’re a fine girl” (you’re a fine girl)
“What a good wife you would be” (such a fine girl)
“But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea”
It is, yes it is
He said, “Katie, you’re a fine girl” (you’re a fine girl)
“What a good wife you would be” (such a fine girl)
“But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea”