Biography:
Luke Kelly, (17 November 1940 - 30 January 1984) was an Irish singer and folk musician from Dublin, Ireland, most famous as a member of the band The Dubliners.
Kelly was one of the best-known figures of the Irish folk music movement of the 1960s and 1970s. A Dubliner from the north inner city, he attended O'Connell's Schools before emigrating to Britain in 1958. There he first became involved in the growing international folk music scene in which Ewan MacColl was a central figure, as well as joining the Communist Party of Great Britain.
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On Raglan Road chords to the tune The Dawning of the Day
Luke Kelly (Patrick Kavanagh On Raglan Road Fáinne Geal an Lae )
D
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
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# 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. #
#------------------------------------------------------------------#
On Raglan Road chords to the tune The Dawning of the Day
Luke Kelly (Patrick Kavanagh On Raglan Road Fáinne Geal an Lae )
D
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
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