On G Raglan Road on an Autumn C day I G saw her C first and G knew
That C her dark hair would G weave a Em snare that G I might one day Drue
I C saw the danger G yet I Em walked aG long the enchanted Dway
And I G said 'Let grief be a falling C leeeeaf
At the G dawning C of the Gday
On G Grafton Street in Novem C ber we walked G lightly aC long the G ledge
Of a C deep ravine where G can be Em seen the G worth of passion's Dpledge
The C Queen of Hearts still G making Em tarts, and G I not making hay
Oh I G loved too much and by such, by C such is G happiness C thrown aG way
I G gave her gifts of the mi - C ind I G gave her the C secret G sign
That's C known to the artists G who have Em known the G true gods of sound and Dstone
And C word and tint G without Em stint, I G gave her poems to say
With her G own name there and her long dark C hair
Like G clouds o'er the C fields of G May
On a G quiet street where old ghosts C meet I G see her C walking G now
AC way from me so G hurried-Em ly my G reason must alDlow
That C I have wooed not G as I Em should, a G creature made of clay
when the G angel woos the clay he'll C lose his G wings at the C dawn of G day.