Whoa Sailor Songtext
von Rose Maddox
Whoa Sailor Songtext
Well I′ll tell you 'bout my night on shore
If you′ll lend an ear
I stepped into a cabaret
To get myself a beer
A pretty girl sat all alone
And she needed company
But when I got close
This girl arose
And this is what she said to me
Now she said
Whoa sailor be careful what you do
In your eyes there's a gleam
And to me it seems
You're just like all the rest
With the wolfish eye
And the line that slides
And a sailor′s at his best
Now look here baby you′ve got me wrong
I'm not that kind of guy
I just got back from across the seas
Where there are no girls around
Now let me talk to you a while
I′m sure you'll see my way
But when I went to spout
She turned about
And this time she had to say
Now she said
Whoa sailor I′ve heard that line before
You look into my eyes
And tell me lies
And tales of the seven seas
But a sailor's full
Of that kind of bull
So don′t hand it to me
Oh pretty girl you've let me down
You've broken my poor heart
I know how it hurt
When you had to spurt
That last sad remark
I said I think I′ll have a drink
And I broke out six months pay
With a wide open eye
She breathed a sigh
And this time she had to say
Now she said
Oh sailor I think you′ve won my heart
Well she was right neat
And she was sweet
But I knew she was that sort
She's not all to blame
′Cause it's the sailor′s aim
To have a girl in every port
If you′ll lend an ear
I stepped into a cabaret
To get myself a beer
A pretty girl sat all alone
And she needed company
But when I got close
This girl arose
And this is what she said to me
Now she said
Whoa sailor be careful what you do
In your eyes there's a gleam
And to me it seems
You're just like all the rest
With the wolfish eye
And the line that slides
And a sailor′s at his best
Now look here baby you′ve got me wrong
I'm not that kind of guy
I just got back from across the seas
Where there are no girls around
Now let me talk to you a while
I′m sure you'll see my way
But when I went to spout
She turned about
And this time she had to say
Now she said
Whoa sailor I′ve heard that line before
You look into my eyes
And tell me lies
And tales of the seven seas
But a sailor's full
Of that kind of bull
So don′t hand it to me
Oh pretty girl you've let me down
You've broken my poor heart
I know how it hurt
When you had to spurt
That last sad remark
I said I think I′ll have a drink
And I broke out six months pay
With a wide open eye
She breathed a sigh
And this time she had to say
Now she said
Oh sailor I think you′ve won my heart
Well she was right neat
And she was sweet
But I knew she was that sort
She's not all to blame
′Cause it's the sailor′s aim
To have a girl in every port
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