Andrew Scott sings On Raglan Road in The Stag

Lyrics: On Raglan Road, on an Autumn day I saw her first and knew That her dark hair would weave a snare That I might some 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 such by such Is happiness thrown away. On a quiet street where old ghosts meet I watch her walking now Away from me so hurriedly. My