Luke Kelly Month – Raglan Road Accompaniment for Frailing Banjo

Joel Simpon was busy so I brought out the big guns: Colonel Robert Emmet O’Connor! The Colonel was gracious enought to play some fiddle along with me on Raglan Road. Grab your instrument and play along with some frailing banjo while The Colonel and I have some fun!

Poor Joel, he always get picked on!

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RAGLAN ROAD

On [D]Raglan Road of an autumn [G]day I [D]saw her [A]first and [D]knew

That [G]her dark hair would [D]weave a snare that I [Bm]might one day [A]rue

I [G]saw the [D]danger and I passed along the [Bm]enchanted [A]way

And [D]said let grief be a fallen [G]leaf at the [D]dawning [A]of the [D]day

On Grafton Street in November we tripped lightly along the ledge
Of a deep ravine where can be seen the worth of passion’s pledge
The Queen of Hearts still making tarts and I not making hay
Oh I loved too much and by such by such is happiness thrown away

I gave her gifts of the mind I gave her the secret signs
Known to the artists who have known the true gods of sound and stone
And word and tint I did not stint I gave her poems to say
With her own name there and her own dark hair like clouds over fields of May

On a quiet street where old ghosts meet I see her walking now
Away from me so hurriedly my reason must allow
That I had loved not as I should a creature made of clay
When the angel woos the clay he’ll lose his wings at the dawn of day

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Posted by Kelly Griner   @   28 October 2010

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