Brings me back to HarbortownnWhere me and my true love once laynWe watched the lights go up and the sun go downnLet the moon rise where it maynnThere I stood, the river flowednThere she stood my black-haired JillnThe wind addressed her tresses blacknThe long love letters to the hillnnLie de lie, lie de leenWhere the shoreline meets the seanLie de lie, lie de leenHow the closing meets the daynnI'm a poor boy, the night is coldnThe meager treasure though it benAnd I would turn my restless youth to goldnThat I might spend it all on theennWhich brings me back to HarbortownnWhere me and my true love once laynWe watched the lights go up and the sun go downnLet the moon rise where it maynnLie de lie, lie de leenWhere the shoreline meets the seanLie de lie, lie de leenHow the closing meets the day