Josh Ritter Harbortown
Brings me back to Harbortown
Where me and my true love once lay
We watched the lights go up and sun go down
We let the moon rise where it may
There I stood, the river flowed
There she stood my black-haired Jill
The wind addressed her tresses black
The long love letters to the hills
Light a light, lightly
How the shoreline meets the sea
Light a light, lightly
How the closing meets the day
I'm a poor boy, the night is cold
The meager treasure though it be
And I would turn my restless youth to gold
That I might spend it all on thee
Which brings me back to Harbortown
Where me and my true love once lay
We watched the lights go up and the sun go down
We let the moon rise where it may
Light a light, lightly
How the shoreline meets sea
Light a light, lightly
How the closing meets the day
