Whoa, Sailor (1949 Single Version)

Whoa, Sailor (1949 Single Version) - Hank Thompson

I'll tell you about 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 your just like all the rest

With a wolfish eye and a line

That's sly then a salior'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

She's not all to blame

Cause it's a sailor's aim to have a girl in every port