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No, Kathleen,
Don't go walkin' down that road;
Don't take the hand that reaches,
Don't believe the eyes that turn to greet you.
Can't you see
What was made so plain to me?
All the years just go for nothing,
With nothing in between.
No, Kathleen,
No, Kathleen.
Don't go, Kathleen,
You can't make it sight unseen;
All the words they whisper to you,
Aren't exactly what they mean.
You can only lose
On this beaten path you choose;
And though you might escape, you'll lie awake,
And ask what might have been.
No, Kathleen,
Don't go, Kathleen.
Bridge:
Look at these lines upon my face,
And this trembling in my hands;
I'm just a shadow in this place,
Where there is no escaping.
No, Kathleen,
Don't go walkin' down that road;
Because the place where you start out,
Is as far as you can go.
And the pain doesn't pass,
And the promises don't last;
And the day comes,
And you smash the looking glass to smithereens.
No, Kathleen,
No, Kathleen.
Bridge:
Look at these lines upon my face,
And this trembling in my hands;
I'm just a shadow in this place,
Where there is no escaping.
No, Kathleen,
Don't go walkin' down that road;
Don't take the hand that reaches,
Don't believe the eyes that turn to greet you.
Can't you see
What was made so plain to me?
All the years just go for nothing,
With nothing in between.
No, Kathleen,
No, Kathleen.
See more Ron and Connie Hynes songs.
Note: Lyrics transcribed by Don Meixner.
