Sides face grand square
*There's a port on a western bay
And it serves a hundred ships a day
Lonely sailors pass the time away
And talk about their homes (Allemande and weave)
Brandy, you're a fine girl
What a good wife you would be
But my life, my lover, my lady
Is the sea

The heads promenade travel halfway 'round
Walk in and pass the ocean, extend and now
Swing thru and then the boy run right
Half tag, scoot back tonight, boy run right
Slide thru and the corner you swing
Swing the corner girl and promenade
But my life, my lover, my lady
Is the sea