Mark Knopfler - Raglan road

^GOn Raglan Road on an ^BmAutumn ^CDay, I s^Emaw her ^Dfirst and ^Gknew ^CThat her dark hair would ^Bmweave a ^Emsnare That ^GI may ^Emone day ^Amrue. ^{D C}I saw the danger, ^Bmyet I ^Emwalked ^GAlong the ^Emenchanted ^Amway ^{D G}And I said let grief be a ^Bmfalling l^Ceaf At the ^Emdawning ^Dof the ^Gday.

^GOn Grafton Street in ^BmNovember^C, We tripped ^Emlightly ^Dalong the ^Gledge ^COf a deep ravine where ^Bmcan be ^Emseen ^GThe worst of ^Empassions ^Ampledged. ^{D C}The Queen of Hearts still ^Bmbaking ^Emtarts ^GAnd I not ^Emmaking ^Amhay, ^{D G}Well I loved too much; ^Bmby such and ^Csuch ^EmIs happiness ^Dthrown ^Gaway.

^GI gave her gifts ^Bmof the ^Cmind ^EmI gave her the ^Dsecret ^Gsigns ^CThat's known to the artists ^Bmwho have ^Emknown ^GThe true gods of ^Emsound and s^Amtone ^D And ^Cword and tint ^Bmdid not ^Emstint ^GI gave her ^Empoems to ^Amsay ^{D G}With her own name there and ^Bmher own dark ^Chair Like ^Emclouds over f^Dields of^G May

^GOn a quiet street where ^Bmold ghosts ^Cmeet I ^Emsee her ^Dwalking ^Gnow ^CAway from me so ^Bmhurrie^Emdly ^GMy reason ^Emmust ^Amallow ^{D C}That had I loved ^Bmnot as I ^Emshould ^GA creature ^Emmade of ^Amclay ^{D G}When the angel woos ^Bmthe clay He'd ^Close his ^Emwings at the ^Ddawn of ^Gday