文本歌词

Whoa Sailor (1946) - Hank Thompson
I'll tell you 'bout my night on shore
If you will lend an ear
I stepped into a cabaret to get myself a beer
A pretty girl sat all alone and needed company
But when I got close
This girl a rose this is what she said to me
Now she said "Whoa sailor
Be careful what you do
In your eye there's a gleam
And to me it seems you're just like all the rest
With a wolfish eye and a line
That's sly than a sailor's at his best"
"Now look here babe you've got me wrong
I'm not that kinda guy
I just got back from across the seas
Where there are no gals arie
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
This is what she had to say
Now she said "Whoa sailor
I've heard that line before
You'll look into my eyes
And tell me lies and tales of the seven seas
But a sailor's full of that kinda bull
So don't hand it to me
"Oh pretty girl you've let me down
You've broken my poor heart
And oh 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 month's pay"
With a wide open eyes she breathed a sigh
This time she had to say
Now she said "Whoa sailor
I think you've won my heart"
Well she was right neat and she sure was sweet
But I knew she was that sort
But she's not all to blame
'Cause it's a sailor's aim to have a girl in every port