Chords for Glen Hansard - Raglan Road
Tempo:
121.45 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
Am
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G]
[C]
[G] On Raglan Road of an autumn [F] day I saw her first [C] and knew
[Am] That her dark hair would [C] weave a snare That I [G] might one day rue
I saw the danger and I passed Along the enchanted way
And I [C] said, let grief [F] be a falling leaf At [C] the dawning [G] of the day
[Am] [C]
[G] On Grafton [C] Street in [F] November [G] We tripped [C] lightly along the ledge
Of a [Am] deep ravine, where [C] can they sing The true wealth of [G] passion's pledge
And the [G] queen of hearts still began [C] to hurts And I'm not making [G]
hay
For I [C] love too much and search by [G] search Is happiness
[C] through
[Am]
[G] I
[C]
[G] gave her gifts [C] of the mind I gave her the sacred sign
That's [Am] known to artists [C] who have known The true gods of sound [G] and stone
And with [Am] word and tune I did [G] not sting I gave her poems to say
And with her [C] own name there And her own dark hair like clouds
Over fields of day [Am] On
[C] [C]
[Am]
[C]
[Am]
[C]
[G]
[C]
a quiet street where old ghosts [G] meet
I see her past me now Away [C] from me so hurriedly
My reason must [G] allow That [Am] I have loved [C] not as I should
A creature made
[G] of clay For when the angel [G] woofs
The clay [F] looses [G] wings at the dawn
[C]
[C]
[G] On Raglan Road of an autumn [F] day I saw her first [C] and knew
[Am] That her dark hair would [C] weave a snare That I [G] might one day rue
I saw the danger and I passed Along the enchanted way
And I [C] said, let grief [F] be a falling leaf At [C] the dawning [G] of the day
[Am] [C]
[G] On Grafton [C] Street in [F] November [G] We tripped [C] lightly along the ledge
Of a [Am] deep ravine, where [C] can they sing The true wealth of [G] passion's pledge
And the [G] queen of hearts still began [C] to hurts And I'm not making [G]
hay
For I [C] love too much and search by [G] search Is happiness
[C] through
[Am]
[G] I
[C]
[G] gave her gifts [C] of the mind I gave her the sacred sign
That's [Am] known to artists [C] who have known The true gods of sound [G] and stone
And with [Am] word and tune I did [G] not sting I gave her poems to say
And with her [C] own name there And her own dark hair like clouds
Over fields of day [Am] On
[C] [C]
[Am]
[C]
[Am]
[C]
[G]
[C]
a quiet street where old ghosts [G] meet
I see her past me now Away [C] from me so hurriedly
My reason must [G] allow That [Am] I have loved [C] not as I should
A creature made
[G] of clay For when the angel [G] woofs
The clay [F] looses [G] wings at the dawn
[C]
Key:
C
G
Am
F
C
G
Am
F
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] On Raglan Road of an autumn [F] day I saw her first [C] and knew _ _ _ _ _
_ [Am] That her dark hair would [C] weave a snare _ _ That I [G] might one day rue
_ _ _ _ I saw the danger and I _ passed _ _ Along the _ enchanted way
_ And _ _ I [C] said, let grief [F] be a falling leaf At [C] the _ dawning [G] of the day _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] On Grafton [C] Street in [F] November _ [G] We tripped [C] lightly _ along _ the ledge
_ _ _ Of a [Am] deep ravine, where [C] can they sing _ _ The true wealth of _ [G] _ passion's pledge
And _ _ the [G] queen of hearts _ still began [C] to _ hurts _ And I'm not making [G] _
_ hay _ _ _ _
For I [C] love too much and search by [G] search Is happiness _
[C] through _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ I _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ gave her gifts _ [C] _ of the mind I gave her the sacred sign _ _
_ That's [Am] known to artists [C] who have known _ The true gods of sound [G] and stone
And _ with [Am] word and tune I did [G] not sting _ _ I gave her _ _ _ poems to say _
_ _ _ And with her [C] own name there And her own dark hair like clouds
Over _ _ fields of day _ _ _ [Am] On _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ a quiet street _ where old ghosts [G] meet
I see her _ past me now _ _ _ Away _ [C] from me _ so _ _ hurriedly
_ My _ reason must [G] _ allow _ _ _ _ _ _ That [Am] I have loved _ [C] not as I _ should
_ A creature made _
[G] _ of clay _ _ _ For when the angel [G] woofs
The clay [F] _ looses [G] wings at the dawn
_ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] On Raglan Road of an autumn [F] day I saw her first [C] and knew _ _ _ _ _
_ [Am] That her dark hair would [C] weave a snare _ _ That I [G] might one day rue
_ _ _ _ I saw the danger and I _ passed _ _ Along the _ enchanted way
_ And _ _ I [C] said, let grief [F] be a falling leaf At [C] the _ dawning [G] of the day _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] On Grafton [C] Street in [F] November _ [G] We tripped [C] lightly _ along _ the ledge
_ _ _ Of a [Am] deep ravine, where [C] can they sing _ _ The true wealth of _ [G] _ passion's pledge
And _ _ the [G] queen of hearts _ still began [C] to _ hurts _ And I'm not making [G] _
_ hay _ _ _ _
For I [C] love too much and search by [G] search Is happiness _
[C] through _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ I _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ gave her gifts _ [C] _ of the mind I gave her the sacred sign _ _
_ That's [Am] known to artists [C] who have known _ The true gods of sound [G] and stone
And _ with [Am] word and tune I did [G] not sting _ _ I gave her _ _ _ poems to say _
_ _ _ And with her [C] own name there And her own dark hair like clouds
Over _ _ fields of day _ _ _ [Am] On _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ a quiet street _ where old ghosts [G] meet
I see her _ past me now _ _ _ Away _ [C] from me _ so _ _ hurriedly
_ My _ reason must [G] _ allow _ _ _ _ _ _ That [Am] I have loved _ [C] not as I _ should
_ A creature made _
[G] _ of clay _ _ _ For when the angel [G] woofs
The clay [F] _ looses [G] wings at the dawn
_ _ _ [C] _ _