Raglan Road

Lyrics
On Raglan Road on an autumn day I saw him first and knew That his dark hair would weave a snare that I might one day rue; I saw the danger and yet I walked along the enchanted way And I said, let grief be a fallen leaf at the dawning of the day On Grafton Street in November we tripped lightly along the ledge Of a deep ravine where can be seen the worth of passion's pledge The Queen of Hearts still making tarts and I not making hay - O, I loved too much and by such and such is happiness thrown away I gave him gifts of the mind, I gave him the secret sign that's known To all the artists who have known true gods of sound and time With word and tint I never did stint. I gave him rhymes of poems to say So his name there and his shiny black hair like the clouds over fields of May On a quiet street where old ghosts meet I see him walking now Away from me so hurriedly my reason must allow That I had wooed not as I should a creature made of clay - When the angel woos the clay he lose his wings at the dawn of the day
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Credits
- Writers
- Patrick Kavanagh