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Scarborough Fair Misc. Traditional
A Traditional (non-Simon&Garfunkel) Version
(In 3/4 Time)
[Am]Are you going to [G]Scarborough [Am]Fair,
[C]Parsley, [Am]sage, [C]rose[D]mary and [Am]thyme.
Re[Am]member [C]me to one who lives [G]there,
For [Am]once she [G]was a [Em]true love of [Am]mine.
. . .
[Am]Tell her to make me a [G]Cambric [Am]shirt,
[C]Parsley, [Am]sage, [C]rose[D]mary and [Am]thyme.
With[Am]out no [C]seam nor fine needle[G]work.
And [Am]then she will [G]be a [Em]true love of [Am]mine.
. . .
[Am]Tell her to wash it in [G]yonder dry [Am]well,
[C]Parsley, [Am]sage, [C]rose[D]mary and [Am]thyme.
Where [Am]water ne'er [C]sprung nor drop of rain [G]fell
And [Am]then she'll [G]be a [Em]true love of [Am]mine.
. . .
[Am]Tell her to dry it [G]on yonder [Am]thorn
[C]Parsley, [Am]sage, [C]rose[D]mary and [Am]thyme.
Which [Am]never bore [C]blossom since Adam was [G]born,
And [Am]then she'll [G]be a [Em]true love of [Am]mine.
. . .
[Am]Have her find me an [G]acre of [Am]land,
[C]Parsley, [Am]sage, [C]rose[D]mary and [Am]thyme.
Be[Am]tween the sea [C]foam and the sea [G]sand,
Or [Am]never she'll [G]be a [Em]true love of [Am]mine.
. . .
[Am]Plow the land with a [G]horn of a [Am]lamb
[C]Parsley, [Am]sage, [C]rose[D]mary and [Am]thyme.
And [Am]sow it all [C]over with one pepper[G]corn,
Or [Am]never she'll [G]be a [Em]true love of [Am]mine.
. . .
[Am]Tell her to reap it with a [G]sickle of [Am]leather,
[C]Parsley, [Am]sage, [C]rose[D]mary and [Am]thyme.
And [Am]tie it [C]up with Peacock's [G]feather,
[Am]And then she'll [G]be a [Em]true love of [Am]mine.
. . .
If she [Am]tell's you she can't, [G]you shall re[Am]ply,
[C]Parsley, [Am]sage, [C]rose[D]mary and [Am]thyme.
[Am]Let me [C]know that at least she will [G]try,
[Am]And then she'll [G]be a [Em]true love of [Am]mine.
. . .
[Am]Love imposes im[G]possible [Am]tasks,
[C]Parsley, [Am]sage, [C]rose[D]mary and [Am]thyme.
[Am]Though not [C]more than any heart [G]asks,
And [Am]I must [G]know she's a [Em]true love of [Am]mine.
. . .
[Am]Dear, when thou hast [G]finished thy [Am]tasks,
[C]Parsley, [Am]sage, [C]rose[D]mary and [Am]thyme.
Then [Am]come to [C]me, my hand for to [G]ask,
For [Am]thou then [G]art a [Em]true love of [Am]mine.
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