Scarborough Fair – Simon and Garfunkel

Are you going to Scarborough Fair      am    \     G     am    \
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme      C     am    C=-D  am    \     \     \
Remember me to one who lives there     am    C     \     G     \
She once was a true love of mine       am    G     \     am    \     \     \

Tell her to make me a cambric shirt
    (On the side of a hill in the deep forest green)
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
    (Tracing of sparrow on snow-crested brown)
Without no seam nor needle work
    (Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain)
Then she'll be a true love of mine
    (Sleeps unaware of the clarion call)

Tell her to find me an acre of land
    (On the side of a hill a sprinkling of leaves)
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
    (Washes the grave with silvery tears)
Between the salt water and the sea strand
    (A soldier cleans and polishes a gun)
Then she'll be a true love of mine

Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather
    (War bellows blazing in scarlet battalions)
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
    (Generals order their soldiers to kill)
And gather it all in a bunch of heather
    (And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten)
Then she'll be a true love of mine

Are you going to Scarborough Fair
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine