Pleasures Of The Harbor - Live

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