D _ _ _ _ On _ _ Raglan _ Road _
G of an autumn day _ _
D I saw her first
A and
D knew.
_ That _ _
G her
D dark hair would weave _ a snare That _ I might
A one day rue _ .
I _
G saw the _ danger
D and _ I _ passed Along the _ _
A enchanted way.
_ _ And I said let
D grief be
G a fallen _ leaf
D At the _ _
A dawning _ of
D the day.
_ On _ _ Grafton Street _ in
G November _ _
D We tripped lightly _ _
G along
D the lair.
_ _ Of a
G deep ravine where
D can be _ seen The _ worth of passions _
A _ _ pledged.
G The queen of hearts
D still _ making _ tarts And I not making
A hay _ _ .
Oh I
D loved too much _ and by such,
G by _ such
D.
Is _ happiness
G thrown _ _ .
D away.
_ _ I _ gave her gifts of the mind _
G I gave _
D _ her the
G secret _ _
D sign _ .
That _
G known to the _ artists
D who _ have known The true gods of sound and
A stone.
_ _ And
G word and tint
D without _ _ _ stint I gave her _ poems to
A say.
_ _
D With her own name there and her own
G dark hair
D Like _ clouds over
G fields _
A D of May.
_ On _ a quiet street _
A D where old
G ghosts meet
D I see
Bm her walking _
D _ _ now _ _ .
G Away from me
D so _ _ _ hurriedly My _ _ reason _
A must allow.
_ That
G I had loved
D not as I should _ A creature _ made of
A.
clay.
_ _ When
D the _ angel _ woos the clay
G He'd lose _
D his wings at
A the
G dawn _
A _ _ .
D of day _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .