In the port of Amsterdam    Is a sailor who sings   Of the dreams that he brings    From the wide open sea   In the port of Amsterdam    Is a sailor that sleeps   While the river bank creeps   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   And 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 rotted 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 zips 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 sluts 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 whores 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   Rubs his nose in the twinkling    Stars up above   And he pisses like I cry   On the unfaithful love      In the port of Amsterdam   In the port of Amsterdam