Lyrics

I hung my harp upon the willows When I first made this harbor town My broken heart by fair Eliza Still fresh and raw when I came to town I learned a trade from Alexander A scoundrel of the first degree And within the year I was so despondent That doctor Fleeming, well knew me Oh Eglinton, floating on the water Oh Eglinton, the rose was there for me I hung my harp high upon the willows Of Irvine town by the sea On Hogmanay I burned the work down I found myself without a crown Oh, but I had more than any silver 'Cause I had a friend in Richard Brown In Eglinton wood we'd wander On the drukken steps I would recite Take your harp down from the willows Said Richard Brown and he was right Oh Eglinton, floating on the water Oh Eglinton, the road was there for me I took my harp down from the willows Richard Brown, I bow to thee Richard Brown, I bow to thee Richard Brown, I bow to thee