In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sings
Of the dream 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 drunken town fight

In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who's born
On a hot muggy morn

By the dawn's early light
In the port of Amsterdam
Where the sailors all meet

There's a sailor who eats
Only fish heads and tails
And he'll show you his teeth

That have rotten too soon
That can haul up the sails
That can swallow the moon

And he yells to the cook
With his arms open wide
"Hey, bring me more fish

Throw it down by my side"
And he wants so to belch
But he's too full to try

So he stands up and laughs
And he zip up his fly
In the port of Amsterdam

You can see sailors dance
Paunches bursting their pants
Grinding women to porch

They've forgotten the tune
That their whiskey voice
croaked

Splitting the night
With the roar of their jokes
And they turn and they dance

And they laugh and they lust
Till the rancid sound
of the accordion bursts

And then out of the night
With their pride in their pants
And the !@#%s 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'll drink to the health

Of the !@^%s of Amsterdam
Who've given their bodies
To a thousand other men

Yeah, they've bargained their virtue
Their goodness all gone
For a few dirty coins

Well he just can't go on
Throws his nose to the sky
And he aims it up above

And he pisses like I cry
On the unfaithful love
In the port of Amsterdam

In the port of Amsterdam