Trash Can Sinatras I Hung My Harp Upon The Willows
i hung my harp upon the willows
when i first made this harbour 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
cos 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
