John Denver - 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 drunkin' down fight. But in the port of Amsterdam there's a sailor who's born, On a muggy, hot morn by the dawns early light. In the port of Amsterdam where the sailors all meet, There's a sailor who eats only fish-heads and tails. He will show you his teeth that have rotted too soon, That can swallow the moon that can haul up the sails. And he yells 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, Haunches bursting their pants, grinding woman to paunch. They've forgotten the tunes that their whiskey voice croaks, And they're splitting the night with the roar of their jokes. And they turn and they dance and they laugh and they lust. To the rats it sounds of the accordion burst. Then it's out into the night with their pride in their pants, and a slut that they tow underneath the street lamps. 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. And they bargin their bodies and their virtue long gone, For a few dirty coins, And then when he can't go on, He plants his nose in the sky And he wipes it up above, And he splits like I cry for an unfaithful love. In the port of Amsterdam. In the port of Amsterdam. In the port of Amsterdam. John Denver Lyrics Amsterdam Lyrics