Raglan Road Lyrics - Sinead Oconnor

(Patrick Kavanagh) 

performed at some concerts during her tour in 1995 

On Raglan Road on an Autumn day 

I saw her first and knew, 

that her dark hair would weave a snare 

that I might one day rue. 

I saw the danger 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 passions pledge. 

The Queen of Hearts still making tarts 

and I not making hay. 

Oh, I loved too much by such, by such 

is happiness blown away. 

I gave her gifts of the mind, 

I gave her the secret sign that's known 

to the artists who have known the true 

gods of sound and stone. 

And word and tint I did not stint 

for I gave her poems to say. 

With her own name there and her dark hair, 

like clouds over fields of May.