Raglan Road-The Chieftains

[00:01.28]On Raglan Road [00:05.76]on an Autumn Day, [00:10.23]I saw her first and knew [00:20.18]That her dark hair [00:25.00]would weave a snare [00:31.19]that I might one day rue. [00:40.80]I saw the danger, [00:45.80]and I passed [00:50.76]Along the enchanted way [01:00.32]And I said let grief be a falling leaf [01:09.94]At the dawning of the day. [01:21.68]On Grafton Street in November, [01:31.20]We tripped lightly along the ledge [01:40.27]Of a deep ravine where can be seen [01:50.80]The worst of passions pledged. [02:00.54]The Queen of Hearts still baking tarts [02:11.35]And I not making hay, [02:22.11]oh I loved too much;and by such, by such [02:34.54]Is happiness thrown away. [02:42.54] [02:47.16]I gave her gifts of the mind. [02:55.26]I gave her the secret sign [03:05.37]That's known to the artists who have Known [03:15.18]the true Gods of Sound and stone. [03:27.58]and word and tint without a stint. [03:36.44]I gave her poems to say [03:47.19]With her own name there and her own dark hair [04:02.11]Like the clouds over fields of May. [04:42.80]On a quiet street where old ghosts meet, [04:51.93]I see her walking now [05:01.43]away from me, [05:05.60]So hurriedly. [05:11.74]My reason must allow, [05:21.75]That I have loved, [05:26.63]not as I should [05:31.65]A creature made of clay. [05:42.94]When the angel woos the playing loose [05:55.38]here's wings at the dawn of day.