Dm F Am Dm
F G Dm
Dm F Am Dm F G Dm
Are you going to Scarborough Fair Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Dm Am Dm C Dm C Am Dm
Remember me to one who lives there She once was a true love of mine
Dm F Am Dm
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt
(On the side of a hill in the deep forest green)
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Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
(Tracing of sparrow on snow crested brown)
Dm Am Dm C
Without no seams nor needle work
(Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain)
Dm C Am Dm
Then she'll be a true love of mine
(Sleeps unaware of the clarion call)
Dm F Am Dm
Tell her to find me an acre of land
(On the side of a hill a sprinkling of leaves)
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Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
(Washes the grave with silvery tears)
Dm Am Dm C
Between the salt water and the sea strands
(A soldier cleans and polishes a gun)
Dm C Am Dm
Then she'll be a true love of mine
Dm F Am Dm
Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather
(War bellows blazing in scarlet battalions)
F G Dm
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
(Generals order their soldiers to kill)
Dm Am Dm C
And gather it all in a bunch of heather
(And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten)
Dm C Am Dm
Then she'll be a true love of mine
Dm F Am Dm F G Dm
Are you going to Scarborough Fair Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Dm Am Dm C Dm C Am Dm
Remember me to one who lives there She once was a true love of mine
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