Standard (EADGBE)
Intro
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Verse 1
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On Raglan Road of an Autumn day,
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I saw her first and I knew.
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That her dark hair would weave a snare,
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that I might one day rue.
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I saw the danger and I passed,
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a-long the en-chanted way.
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And I said: "Let grief be a falling leaf,
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at the dawning of the day."
Verse 2
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On Grafton Street in Novem-ber,
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we tripped lightly a-long the ledge.
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Of a deep ra-vine where can be seen,
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the worth of passion's pledge.
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The Queen of Hearts still making tarts,
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and I not making hay.
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Oh I loved too much and by such,
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by such is happiness thrown a-way.
Verse 3
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I gave her gifts of the mind,
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I gave her the secret sign.
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That's known to the artists who have known,
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the true Gods of sound and stone.
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And word and tint with-out stint,
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I gave her poems to say.
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With her own name there and her long dark hair,
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like clouds over fields of May.
Verse 4
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On a quiet street where old ghosts meet,
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I see her walking now.
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A-way from me so hurried-ly,
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my reason must al-low.
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That I have loved not as I should,
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a creature made of clay.
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When the angel woes the clay he'll lose,
his wings at the dawn of day.
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