Port O' Call - Bertie Higgins

I was born in Savannah '55

My daddy was a man of the sea

Said my mama died when she gave me my life

I believed him 'cause he never lied to me

And I followed in my old man's footsteps

Living my life under the sail

I've slept with the best and I've been drunk with the rest

Fishing and fighting and raising hell

Just another port o' call

Another lady of the night

Just upstairs and down the hall

Faking love 'neath the red light

Sailing 'cross the Gulf on that stormy night

I was driven to New Orleans in the howling wind

When I hit that devil dock I tied her down tight

And went looking for a bottle and a friend

That's when I saw her near Café d'l'Amour

A faded flower out in the rain

She smiled at me and said Bonjour Monsieur

I was drawn to her like a moth to the flame

Just another port o' call

Another lady of the night

Just upstairs and down the hall

Faking love 'neath the red light

We walked and we talked and as the night wore on

She took me to her room above Bourbon Street

Candlelight soft music perfume and red wine

I paid the price to share her satin sheets

But in the flickering light her locket caught my eye

As it lay gleaming upon her breast

It was fine Spanish silver with diamonds inlaid

And as I reached for it she started to undress

As I slowly opened it and took a look inside

I saw a faded photograph my father and his young bride

And on the back these simple words inscribed

I love you Savannah '55

Just another port o' call

Another lady of the night

Just upstairs and down the hall

Faking love 'neath the red light

Just another port o' call

Another lady of the night

Just upstairs and down the hall

Faking love 'neath the red light