Аккорды The Dubliners - On Raglan Road

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

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