Biography:
Loreena Isabel Irene McKennitt, CM OM (born February 17, 1957 in Morden, Manitoba, Canada) is a Canadian musician, composer, harpist, accordionist, and pianist who writes, records and performs world music with Celtic and Middle Eastern themes. She is self-managed, self-produced and head of her own record label - Quinlan Road. In a recording career spanning three decades, McKennitt's “eclectic Celtic” music has won critical acclaim worldwide and gold, platinum and multi-platinum sales awards in fifteen countries across four continents.
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Other songs:
- La Serenissima
- All Souls Night
- Annachie Gordon
- As I Roved Out
- Banks Of Claudy
- Beneath A Phrygian Sky
- Bonny Portmore
- Caravanserai
- Carrickfergus
- Come By The Hills
- Courtyard Lullaby
- Coventry Carol
- Cymbeline
- Dantes Prayer
- Dickens Dublin
- Down By The Sally Gardens
- Emmanuel
- Full Circle
- Greensleeves
- In Praise Of Christmas
- Kellswater
- Let Us The Infant Greet
- Marrakesh Night Market
- Moon Cradle
- My Heart Is Refusing Me
- Never
- Noel Nouvelet
- On A Bright May Morning
- Penelopes Song
- Prosperos Speech
- Raglan Road
- Samain Night
- Seeds Of Love
- Skellig
- Snow
- Standing Stones
- Stolen Child
- Tango To Evora
- The Bonny Swans
- The Dark Night Of The Soul
- The Death Of Queen Jane
- The English Ladye And The Knight
- The Highwayman
- The King
- The Lady Of Shalott
- The Mummers Dance
- The Mystics Dream
- The Old Ways
- The Seasons
- The Seven Rejoices Of Mary
- The Star Of The County Down
- The Two Trees
- Wassailing Song
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PLUCKING STRINGS
[Verse 1]
G D Esus2 G D G
On raglan road on an autumn day i saw him first and knew
Cadd9 G Esus2 G Esus2 D
That his dark hair would weave a snare that i might one day rue
Cadd9 G Esus2 G Esus2 D
I saw the danger and yet i walked along the enchanted way
G D Esus2 G D G
And i said "let grief be a falling leaf at the dawning of the day"
[Verse 2]
D Esus2 G D G
On grafton street in november we tripped lightly along the ledge
Cadd9 G Esus2 G Esus2 D
Of a deep ravine where can be seen the worth of passions play
Cadd9 G Esus2 G Esus2 D
The queen of hearts still making tarts and i not making hay
G D Esus2 G D G
But i loved too much by such and such is happiness thrown away
[Verse 3]
D Esus2 G D G
I gave him the gifts of the mind i gave him the secret sign
Cadd9 G Esus2 G Esus2 D
That's known to all the artists who have known true gods of sound and time
Cadd9 G Esus2 G Esus2 D
With word and tint i never did stint i gave him reams of poems to say
G D Esus2 G D G
With his own name there and his shiny black hair like the clouds over fields of may
[Verse 4]
D Esus2 G D G
On a quiet street where old ghosts meet i see him walking now
Cadd9 G Esus4 G Esus2 D
Away from me so hurriedly my reason must allow
Cadd9 G Esus2 G Esus2 D
That i had wooed not as i should a creature made of clay
G D Esus2 G D G
When the angel woos the clay he'll lose his wings at the dawn of the day
[Verse 1]
G D Esus2 G D G
On raglan road on an autumn day i saw him first and knew
Cadd9 G Esus2 G Esus2 D
That his dark hair would weave a snare that i might one day rue
Cadd9 G Esus2 G Esus2 D
I saw the danger and yet i walked along the enchanted way
G D Esus2 G D G
And i said "let grief be a falling leaf at the dawning of the day"
[Verse 2]
D Esus2 G D G
On grafton street in november we tripped lightly along the ledge
Cadd9 G Esus2 G Esus2 D
Of a deep ravine where can be seen the worth of passions play
Cadd9 G Esus2 G Esus2 D
The queen of hearts still making tarts and i not making hay
G D Esus2 G D G
But i loved too much by such and such is happiness thrown away
[Verse 3]
D Esus2 G D G
I gave him the gifts of the mind i gave him the secret sign
Cadd9 G Esus2 G Esus2 D
That's known to all the artists who have known true gods of sound and time
Cadd9 G Esus2 G Esus2 D
With word and tint i never did stint i gave him reams of poems to say
G D Esus2 G D G
With his own name there and his shiny black hair like the clouds over fields of may
[Verse 4]
D Esus2 G D G
On a quiet street where old ghosts meet i see him walking now
Cadd9 G Esus4 G Esus2 D
Away from me so hurriedly my reason must allow
Cadd9 G Esus2 G Esus2 D
That i had wooed not as i should a creature made of clay
G D Esus2 G D G
When the angel woos the clay he'll lose his wings at the dawn of the day
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