Raglan Road
The Chieftains Lyrics


On Raglan Road on an Autumn Day,
I saw her first and knew
That her dark hair would weave a snare
That I may one day rue.

I saw the danger, yet I walked
Along the enchanted way
And I said let grief be a falling leaf
At the dawning of the day.
On Grafton Street in November,
We tripped lightly along the ledge
Of a deep ravine where can be seen
The worst of passions pledged.

The Queen of Hearts still baking tarts
And I not making hay,
Well I loved too much; by such and such
Is happiness thrown away.

I gave her the gifts of the mind.
I gave her the secret sign
That's known to all the artists who have
Known true Gods of Sound and Time.

With word and tint I did not stint.
I gave her reams of poems to say
With her own dark hair and her own name there
Like the 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,
For I have wooed, not as I should

A creature made of clay.
When the angel woos the clay, he'll lose
His wings at the dawn of the day.

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Written by: Paddy Moloney, Patrick Kavanagh, Van Morrison

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

mario7frankielee

@Karl Mylnere
i know your view on van!
heard it alot

but you know, sometimes we invent such stories/views on things we don’t hear or feel.
usually guys write this about dylan!
but if it helps you to feel better
😂
go ahead
write!
his voice goes straight to my heart
like dylans and i don’t give a shit if it’s from back of his throat or from his ass
and i don’t give even a lesser shit about other peoples opinions ( ref. the emperor’s new clothes syndrom)
does it touches me or not
that’s se queschtschen🙈



Inge Schonewille

On Raglan Road on an Autumn Day,
I saw her first and knew
That her dark hair would weave a snare
That I may one day rue.
I saw the danger, yet I walked
Along the enchanted way
And I said let grief be a falling leaf
At the dawning of the day.
On Grafton Street in November,
We tripped lightly along the ledge
Of a deep ravine where can be seen
The worst of passions pledged.
The Queen of Hearts still baking tarts
And I not making hay,
Well I loved too much; by such and such
Is happiness thrown away.
I gave her the gifts of the mind.
I gave her the secret sign
That's known to all the artists who have
Known true Gods of Sound and Time.
With word and tint I did not stint.
I gave her reams of poems to say
With her own dark hair and her own name there
Like the clouds over fields of May.



All comments from YouTube:

Felix x

I never knew my Irish mother but this song brings up deep feelings that don't visit very often. Only Irish music does it. God bless Van Morrison and his people.

Brendan Glennon

Thanks Van artistically and emotionally beautiful,well done

Brian Byrne

@Felix X and Kathleen Quinn Wonderful comments. I'm Irish, and it does the same to me. It's other worldly at times, the sounds and how they make you feel. A soulful language.

Kathleen Quinn

Me too. My Dad was full Irish. Almost nothing else hits those ‘Soul Spots’ in quite the same way like Irish music.

Shaun McDonough

Give Van his due, other than Luke himself, no one has ever sang Raglan Road better. Tremendous version.

Anthony Jones

Yes absolutely Declan. As near perfect a rendition could be.

Bike Pi

You should listen to the version from the brothers of the Nedvěds (even if you don't understand it), who are (were - František has unfortunately already died) masters of folk music. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tnPuSaoMVMU

robert pirsig

1. Luke Kelly
2. Declan O'Rourke
3. Van Morrison
4. Everyone else

ÉO'S

Best ever version .....something about the perfect pronunciation of d words suits it 😍

Russ Flanagan

Brother I’ve never heard anyone sing it better

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