[Em7]　[A]　[Gmaj7]　[D/F#]

[Em7]

 

[Em7]Are you going to [D]Scarborough [Em7]Fair?

[G]Parsley, [Em7]sage, rose[G]mary [A]and [Em7]thyme

Re[Em7]member [G]me to one [D]who [Em7]lives [D]there

[Em7]She once [D]was a true love of [Em7]mine

 

[Em7]

 

[Em7]Tell her to make me a [D]cambric [Em7]shirt

(On the side of a hill in the deep forest [G]green)

Parsley, [Em7]sage, rose[G]mary [A]and [Em7]thyme

(Tracing of [Em7]sparrow on snow-crested ground)

With[Em7]out no [G]seams nor nee[D]　[Em7]dle [D]work

(Blankets and bedclothes the [D]child of the mountain)

[Em7]Then she'll [D]be a true love of [Em7]mine

(Sleeps una[Em7]ware of the clarion call)

 

[Em7]Tell her to find me an [D]acre of [Em7]land

(On the side of a hill a [Em7]sprinkling of leaves)

[G]Parsley, [Em7]sage, rose[G]mary [A]and [Em7]thyme

(Washes the [Em7]grave with silvery tears)

Bet[Em7]ween the salt [G]water and [D]the [Em7]sea [D]strands

(A soldier cleans and [D]polishes a gun)

[Em7]Then she'll [D]be a true love of [Em7]mine

 

[Em7]

 

[Em7]Tell her to reap it with a [D]sickle of [Em7]leather

(War bellows blazing in [Em7]scarlet battalions)

[G]Parsley, [Em7]sage, rose[G]mary [A]and [Em7]thyme

(Generals [Em7]order their soldiers to kill)

And [Em7]gather it [G]all in a bunch [D]　[Em7]of [D]heather

(And to fight for a cause they've [D]long ago forgotten)

[Em7]Then she'll [D]be a true love of [Em7]mine

 

[Em7]

 

[Em7]Are you going to [D]Scarborough [Em7]Fair?

[G]Parsley, [Em7]sage, rose[G]mary [A]and [Em7]thyme

Re[Em7]member [G]me to one [D]who [Em7]lives [D]there

[Em7]She once [D]was a true love of [Em7]mine

 

[Em7]　[A]　[Gmaj7]　[D/F#]

[Em7]