Port Of Amsterdam-David Bowie/The Tony Visconti Trio

[ti:Port Of Amsterdam (2000 Remastered Version)] [ar:David Bowie/The Tony Visconti Trio] [al:Bowie At the Beeb: The Best of the BBC Radio Sessions 68-72] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Port Of Amsterdam (2000 Remastered Version) - David Bowie (大卫·鲍伊)/The Tony Visconti Trio [00:01.20]Written by：Jacques Brel/Mort Shuman [00:02.41]In the port of Amsterdam [00:04.09] [00:05.19]There's a sailor who sings [00:07.45] [00:08.82]Of the dreams that he brings [00:10.69] [00:11.85]From the wide open sea [00:13.53] [00:14.64]In the port of Amsterdam [00:16.66] [00:17.43]There's a sailor who sleeps [00:19.37] [00:20.33]While the river bank weeps [00:22.15] [00:23.19]To the old willow tree [00:24.80] [00:25.77]In the port of Amsterdam [00:27.48] [00:28.80]There's a sailor who dies [00:30.73] [00:31.83]Full of beer full of cries [00:34.13] [00:35.04]In a drunken town fight [00:36.56] [00:37.60]In the port of Amsterdam [00:39.39] [00:40.60]There's a sailor who's born [00:42.87] [00:43.92]On a hot muggy morn [00:46.80]By the dawn's early light [00:48.91] [00:54.51]In the port of Amsterdam [00:55.71] [00:56.49]Where the sailors all meet [00:58.06] [00:58.86]There's a sailor who eats [01:00.22] [01:00.78]Only fish heads and tails [01:02.15] [01:03.28]And he'll show you his teeth [01:04.45] [01:05.17]That have rotted too soon [01:06.56] [01:07.41]That can haul up the sails [01:08.93] [01:09.47]That can swallow the moon [01:10.79] [01:11.61]And he yells to the cook [01:13.71]With his arms open wide [01:15.26] [01:15.96]Oh bring me more fish [01:17.64]Throw it down by my side [01:20.14]And he wants so to belch [01:21.69] [01:22.39]But he's too full to try [01:23.78] [01:24.35]So he stands up and laughs [01:26.19]And he zips up his fly [01:27.96] [01:28.60]In the port of Amsterdam [01:30.16] [01:30.93]You can see sailors dance [01:32.78]Paunches bursting their pants [01:34.41] [01:35.03]Grinding women to porch [01:36.60] [01:37.14]They've forgotten the tune [01:38.64] [01:39.25]That their whiskey voice croaked [01:40.83] [01:41.41]Splitting the night [01:43.15]With the roar of their jokes [01:45.04] [01:45.60]And they turn and they dance [01:47.47]And they laugh and they lust [01:49.13] [01:49.79]Till the rancid sound of the accordion bursts [01:53.18] [01:53.99]And then out of the night [01:56.06]With their pride in their pants [01:57.71] [01:58.21]And the sluts that they tow [01:59.47] [02:00.09]Underneath the street lamps [02:02.24]In the port of Amsterdam [02:03.70] [02:04.44]There's a sailor who drinks [02:06.24]And he drinks and he drinks [02:08.35]And he drinks once again [02:09.68] [02:10.63]He'll drink to the health [02:12.44]Of the whores of Amsterdam [02:14.02] [02:14.82]Who've given their bodies [02:16.75]To a thousand other men [02:17.99] [02:18.56]Yeah they've bargained their virtue [02:20.40]Their goodness all gone [02:22.11] [02:23.00]For a few dirty coins [02:24.31] [02:24.91]Well he just can't go on [02:26.28] [02:26.88]Throws his nose to the sky [02:28.19] [02:29.26]And he aims it up above [02:30.83]And he pisses like I cry [02:32.40] [02:32.97]On the unfaithful love [02:34.52]In the port of Amsterdam [02:36.35] [02:36.95]In the port of Amsterdam