Scarborough Fair Canticle

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) F G Dm 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) F G Dm 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 k**l) 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