Raglan Road

Words & Music:

Patrick Kavanaugh & Traditional Irish Tune

Arr:  Van Morrison & Paddy Maloney

 

D A7 D

 

A7 D                        G      Bm      A7        D

On Raglan Road on an autumn day, I saw her first and knew

     G                   F#m     Bm         D             A7

That her dark hair would weave a snare that I may one day rue.

  G               F#m   Bm      F#m        Bm      A7

I saw the danger, yet I walked along the enchanted way.

      D          F#m        D       G           Bm      A7

And I said, "Let grief be a falling leaf at the dawning of the day."

 

On Grafton Street in November, we tripped lightly along the ledge

Of a deep ravine where can be seen the world of passion's pledge.

The Queen of Heart's still baking tarts and I, not making hay,

Well, I loved too much by such and such is happiness thrown away.

 

I gave her the gifts of the mind.  I gave her the secret sign

That's known to all the artists who have

Known true Gods of Sound and Time.

With word and tint I did not stint.  I gave her reams of poems to say.

With her own dark hair and her own name there

Like the clouds over fields of May.

 

On a quiet where old ghosts meet, I see her walking now

Away from me so hurriedly, my reason must allow.

For I have wooed not as I should a creature made of clay.

When the angel woos, the clay heel lose

His wings at the dawn of the day.

 

 





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