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Raglan Road ukulele

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RAGLAN ROAD: LUKE KELLY (Traditional/P. Kavanagh) 3/4 - 88

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EuafmLvoJow&feature=autofb

|%   |: Repeat the previous Chord and Measure of 3-counts.

INTRO: |C   |%

VERSE 1:

   |C     |%         |%     |F
On  Raglan Road of an Autumn day,
 |C      |F          |C    |%
I saw her first and I knew.
    |F       |%         |C      |Am
That her dark hair would weave a snare,
    |C      |%      |G   |%
that I might one day rue.
 |F      |%     |C    |Am
I saw the danger and I passed,
 |C          |%      |G   |%
a-long the en-chanted way.
     |C         |%         |%      |F
And I said: "Let grief be a falling leaf,
      |C      |F     |C    |%
at the dawning of the day."

VERSE 2:

  |C      |%        |%    |F
On Grafton Street in Novem-ber,
          |C        |F       |C    |%
we tripped lightly a-long the ledge.
    |F      |%         |C     |Am
Of a deep ra-vine where can be seen,
   |C       |%        |G     |%
the worth of passion's pledge.
   |F       |%           |C     |Am
The Queen of Hearts still making tarts,
   |C    |%     |G   |%
and I not making hay.
    |C        |%   |%     |F
Oh I loved too much and by such,
          |C        |F       |C   |%
by such is happiness thrown a-way.

VERSE 3:

  |C       |%    |%     |F
I  gave her gifts of the mind,
 |C           |F     |C    |%
I gave her the secret sign.
      |F           |%      |C       |Am
That's known to the artists who have known,
        |C      |%        |G    |%
the true Gods of sound and stone.
   |F       |%        |C   |Am
And word and tint with-out  stint,
 |C       |%       |G   |%
I gave her poems to say.
    |C      |%                 |%        |F
With her own name there and her long dark hair,
    |C          |F        |C   |%
like clouds over fields of May.

VERSE 4:

    |C    |%           |%         |F
On a quiet street where old ghosts meet,
 |C      |F      |C   |%
I see her walking now.
 |F       |%    |C      |Am
A-way from me so hurried-ly,
  |C     |%      |G    |%
my reason must al-low.
    |F     |%        |C   |Am
That I have loved not as I should,
 |C       |%      |G    |%
a creature made of clay.
        |C    |%       |%         |F
When the angel woes the clay he'll lose,
   |C           |F      |C   |C
his wings at the dawn of day.


This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation
of the song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship,
or research.

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