Raglan Road

This song was originally a poem written by Patrick Kavanaugh, published as "Dark Haired Miriam Ran Away" in 1946. The speaker recalls falling in love with a young woman while walking on a "quiet street". Although the speaker knew that he would risk being hurt if he initiated a relationship, he did so anyway. It was broadly based on the poet's own experience.It was set to music after the poet met Luke Kelly of The Dubliners at a pub. It is set to a traditioal Irish tune "The Dawning of the Day".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 passed 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 the deep ravine where can be seen the worth of passion's pledge,
The Queen of Hearts still making tarts and I not making hay
Oh I loved too much and by such by such is happiness thrown 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 without stint for I gave her poems to say.
With her own name there and her own dark hair like clouds over fields of MayOn a quiet street where old ghosts meet I see her walking now
Away from me so hurriedly my reason must allow
That I had loved not as I should a creature made of clay
When the angel woos the clay he'd lose his wings at the dawn of day.w: Patrick Kavanaugh m: trad. Irish © Liffey Music. All rights reserved.