Luke Kelly - On raglan road
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On Raglan Road - Luke Kelly (Patrick Kavanagh)
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Tabbed by: Glenn Brannelly
E-mail: glennbrannmc@gmail.com
Tuning: EADGBe
Capo: 1st Fret
##Chords are relative to capo##
G C D
The following tab/pattern is to be played when playing the G chord. (G Pattern)
e|-------------------------|
B|--------------3----------|
G|-------0-------------0---|
D|----------0------0-------|
A|-------------------------|
E|---3---------------------|
The following tab/pattern is to be played when playing the C chord. (C Pattern)
e|-------------------------|
B|--------------1----------|
G|-------0-------------0---|
D|----------2------2-------|
A|---5---------------------|
E|-------------------------|
The following tab/pattern is to be played when playing the D chord. (D Pattern)
e|--------------------2---|
B|-------------3----------|
G|------2--2------2-------|
D|---0--------------------|
A|------------------------|
E|------------------------|
Each pattern is to be repeated while playing it's respective chord. (There really are no limits to how many
times you repeat each pattern before changing chord. It depends on how fast or slow you play it.)
*I personally think it sounds more like the way Luke Kelly played it on the Banjo when you play it
relatively fast.*
[Intro]
(G Pattern) x4
[Verse 1]
OGn Raglan Road of an autumn dCay I sGaw her fDirst and kGnew
That hCer dark hair would wGeave a snEmare thGat I might one day ruD7e;
I sCaw the danger, aGnd I pasEmsed along tGhe enchanted waDy, -
And I sGaid, let grief be a fallen lCeaf at the dGawning oDf the dGay.
[Verse 2]
OGn Grafton Street in NovembCer we tripped lGightly alDong the lGedge
Of a dCeep ravine where cGan be Emseen the worth of passion's pleD7dge,
The CQueen of Hearts still mGaking tEmarts and GI not making haDy -
Oh I lGoved too much and by such by sCuch is hGappiness tDhrown aGway.
[Verse 3]
IG gave her gifts of the mind I gCave her theG secrDet sGign
That's knCown to the artists wGho have known the true gods of sound and sDtone
And Cword and tint withoGut stint for I gave her poems to sDay.
With her oGwn name there and her own dark hCair like cGlouds over fDields of MGay
[Verse 4]
OGn a quiet street where old ghosts mCeet I sGee her wDalking nGow
ACway from me so hGurriedly my reason must aDllow
That CI had loved not aGs I should a creature made of cDlay -
When the aGngel woos the clay he'd lCose his wGings at the dDawn of the dGay.