{"id":877,"date":"2005-08-10T18:09:00","date_gmt":"2005-08-10T18:09:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.nolligan.co.uk\/SU\/?p=877"},"modified":"2022-02-09T14:00:41","modified_gmt":"2022-02-09T06:00:41","slug":"877","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.nolligan.ie\/SU\/877\/","title":{"rendered":"In the port of Amsterdam\u00a0"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<pre class=\"wp-block-verse\">In the port of Amsterdam\nThere's a sailor who sings\nOf the dreams that he brings\nFrom the wide open sea\nIn the port of Amsterdam\nThere's a sailor who sleeps\nWhile the river bank weeps\nTo the old willow tree\n\nIn the port of Amsterdam\nThere's a sailor who dies\nFull of beer, full of cries\nIn a drunken town fight\nIn the port of Amsterdam\nThere's a sailor who's born\nOn a hot muggy morn\nBy the dawn's early light\n\nIn the port of Amsterdam\nWhere the sailors all meet\nThere's a sailor who eats\nOnly fish heads and tails\nAnd he'll show you his teeth\nThat have rotted too soon\nThat can haul up the sails\nThat can swallow the moon\n\nAnd he yells to the cook\nWith his arms open wide\n\"Hey, bring me more fish\nThrow it down by my side\"\nAnd he wants so to belch\nBut he's too full to try\nSo he stands up and laughs\nAnd he zips up his fly\n\nIn the port of Amsterdam\nYou can see sailors dance\nPaunches bursting their pants\nGrinding women to porch\nThey've forgotten the tune\nThat their whiskey voice croaked\nSplitting the night\nWith the roar of their jokes\nAnd they turn and they dance\nAnd they laugh and they lust\nTill the rancid sound of the accordion bursts\nAnd then out of the night\nWith their pride in their pants\nAnd the sluts that they tow\nUnderneath the street lamps\n\nIn the port of Amsterdam\nThere's a sailor who drinks\nAnd he drinks and he drinks\nAnd he drinks once again\nHe'll drink to the health\nOf the whores of Amsterdam\nWho've given their bodies\nTo a thousand other men\nYeah, they've bargained their virtue\nTheir goodness all gone\nFor a few dirty coins\nWell he just can't go on\nThrows his nose to the sky\nAnd he aims it up above\nAnd he pisses like I cry\nOn the unfaithful love\n\n<strong>In the port of Amsterdam<\/strong>\n\n<em>Written by Jacques Brel<\/em><\/pre>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:10px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><a href=\"https:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Jacques_Brel\">https:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Jacques_Brel<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In the port of Amsterdam There&#8217;s a sailor who sings Of the dreams that he brings From the wide open sea In the port of Amsterdam There&#8217;s a sailor who sleeps While the river bank weeps To the old willow &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.nolligan.ie\/SU\/877\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_crdt_document":"","_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[14,99],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-877","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","category-updated-2022"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.nolligan.ie\/SU\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/877","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.nolligan.ie\/SU\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.nolligan.ie\/SU\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.nolligan.ie\/SU\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.nolligan.ie\/SU\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=877"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/www.nolligan.ie\/SU\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/877\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3810,"href":"http:\/\/www.nolligan.ie\/SU\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/877\/revisions\/3810"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.nolligan.ie\/SU\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=877"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.nolligan.ie\/SU\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=877"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.nolligan.ie\/SU\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=877"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}