The pleasures of the harbor
Soon your
Sailing will be over
And time will have to tell
And not a sense of sin
And the bottle fills the glass
The lonely in disguise
Sailing will be over
Sailing will be over
In the alley, red with rain
Straining at the oars
Have tied them to the port
Oh, soon your
He's on his feet
Oh, soon your
To carry from the shore
She waves in swells
The cigarette of doubt
And leave beneath the light
In the bar hangs a cloud
And lift him on their backs
With paint on their face
'Til the boys reach the dock
And the sea bids farewell
Come and take
Sip of wine
There's laughter in their eyes
Teasing all the while
The pleasures of the harbor
For leisure on the land
'Til the fingers draw the blinds
Till his heart skips a beat
For love was but a smile
They seem so fair
And sends them on their way
Now dancing down the drain
Sailing will be over
He's swallowed by the street
And the anchor hits the sand
Oh, soon your
The hour will be short
To carry to the shore
The pleasures of the harbor
To shipmates he must join
Touch of skin
Or staring from the rail
Come and take
Sailing will be over
The haze is fast
Soft is their embrace
Come and take
And the shadows frame the light
Oh, soon your
Time has been her pay
Lay him on his rack
Thrill has blown away
Come and take
The candle is blown out
Straining at the oars
They've lived the tale
To lead them up the stairs
Are clinging to the crowd
In the room dark and dim
She's counting up the coins
In memories of the past
And time will have to tell
Come and take
And the girls scent the air
The hungry hands
Now all alone they lay
She waves in swells
And the sea bids farewell
The darkness is so kind
Sailing will be over
They gently mock
The pleasures of the harbor
Oh, soon your
Oh, soon your
The whiskey's loud
She answers with no shame
Come and take
He asks her of her name
Or staring from the rail
The pleasures of the harbor
Of passion gone to waste
Come and take
He's trembling for the taste
Cry of pain
Two strangers in the night
The pleasures of the harbor
And the ship sets the sail
Same old sight
Time has been her pay
And sends them on their way
Sailing will be over
