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Song Name: Raglan Road (Luke Kelly) By: Luke Kelly
Posted By: tinteeth Difficulty: Beginner
Key: G Genre: Irish
Harp Type: Diatonic Audio: Raglan Road (Luke Kelly)
Created: 2015-09-13 08:27:27 Modified: 2015-09-13 08:43:42
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Song: 6 5 -4 5 4 -4 5 6 -6
On Raglan Road on an autumn day
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I saw her first and knew
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That her dark hair would weave a snare
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That I might one day rue
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I saw the danger and I passed
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Along the enchanted way
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And I said: 'Let grief, be a fallen leaf
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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
Song text taken from stlyrics.com
The worth of passion's pledge
The Queen of Hearts still making tarts
And I not making hay
Oh I loved too much and by such
By such is happiness thrown away

I gave her gifts of the mind
I gave her the secret signs
That's known to the artists who have known
The true gods of sound and stone
And word and tint did not stint
I gave her poems to say
With her own name there and her own dark hair
Like clouds over fields of May

On a quiet street where old ghosts meet
I see her walking now
Away from me so hurriedly
My reason must allow
That had I loved not as I should
A creature made of clay
When the angel woos the clay
He'd lose his wings at the dawn of day

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