Clifford T. Ward - Waiting for the Garda lyrics

A face that haunts me smilin' down A broken doll with eyes so wild O'Connell Bridge you're fallin' down And hangin' on a ragged child Amid the to and fro Watchin' as we come an' go Footsteps an the motor cars Shyin' from her beggin' jar Cryin' in the night Where love will fall Dyin' as she might An' we all laugh Knowin' it's a con Waitin' for the garda To come. Her face still haunts me shinin' down A meadow flower growin' wild O'Connell Bridge you're fallin' down And on your ledge a frightened child Amid the heat an' dust of rush around The feet an' wheels that spin Shyin' from her beggin' tin Cryin' in the night Where love will fall Dyin' out of sight An' we all laugh Knowin' it's a con Waitin' for the garda To come. Amid the heat an' dust of rush around The feet an' wheels that spin Shyin' from her beggin' tin Cryin' in the night Where love will fall Dyin' out of sight An' we all laugh Knowin' it's a con Waitin' for the garda To come.