On Raglan Road

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