CaliCeltic · Lyrics & Chords · Track 4

At Least She Wasn't A Redhead

© Music & Lyrics @Seán Lightholder

Lyrics
I knew a girl with such deep eyes That flickered with facets of gold Her hair, it was darker than midnight And cascaded like secrets untold All I could do is think of her Her voice was a dark, sleepy pool I trusted her with all my loving But she played me for a fool She laughed as she left me in longing Dying for her gentle caress She spat as she turned her head from me And where she is now, I can’t guess But at least she wasn’t a red head Cause then it would have been worse: There’s a fire in Hell, But a red-headed gal Is a thing to be frightened of first! She could split you six ways from a Sunday She’ll say she wishes you dead Sure, it’s distressing, but count your blessings, At least she’s no red head I once loved a woman of learning Glorious grey streaked her hair With books on her shelves And stories to tell I couldn’t believe I was there I spoke in my poorer man’s language I told her that she was for me I brought her flowers And spent many hours Holding her hand by the sea She was such an elegant lady I was such a fortunate guy But then, when I forgot her birthday She told me to feck off and die But at least she wasn’t a red head Cause then it would have been worse: There’s a fire in Hell, But a red-headed gal Is a thing to be frightened of first! She could split you six ways from a Sunday She’ll say she wishes you dead Sure, it’s distressing, but count your blessings, At least she’s no red head We’ve all known the girls of our childhood And a few later on in our life I might have married a blonde I’d have had a brunette for a wife I don’t care if it comes from a bottle It’s what’s inside a woman that counts I’ll agree with the “inside a woman” To God’s ear that goes straight from your mouth You can only steer a ship where it floats You can only be in a love for a minute There’s no use beating around the bush Sure, not if you want to be in it And at least she wasn’t a red head Cause then it would have been worse: There’s a fire in Hell, But a red-headed gal Is a thing to be frightened of first! She could split you six ways from a Sunday She’ll say she wishes you dead Sure, it’s distressing, but count your blessings, At least she’s no She wouldn’t be, no Are you sure she was? Does the carpet match the drapes? Does the carpet match the drapes Do the roots match the tree? If I ever had a redhead It could be the death of me At least she’s no Red head