[Verse 1]
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Are you goin' to Scarbo-   rough Fair?
G          Em        G A       Em
  Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
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Remember me to one who lives there
Em       D                  Em
She once was a true love of mine


[Verse 2]
Em                    D  Dsus4 D   Em
Tell her to make me a camb-    ric shirt

(On the side of a hill in the deep forest green)
G          Em        G A       Em
  Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme

(Tracing a sparrow on snow-crested ground)
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Without no seams nor needlework

(Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain)
Em          D                 Em
Then she'll be a true love of mine

(Sleeps unaware of the clarion call)


[Verse 3]
Em                     D Dsus4 D  Em
Tell her to find me an a-cre   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)
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Between the salt water and the sea strands

(A soldier cleans and polishes a gun)
Em          D                 Em
Then she'll be a true love of mine


[Verse 4]
Em                       D Dsus4 D  Em
Tell her to reap it in a sickle  of leather

(War bellows, blazing in scarlet battalions)
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  Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme

(Generals order their soldiers to kill)
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And gather it all in a bunch of heather

(And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten)
Em          D                 Em
Then she'll be a true love of mine


[Outro]
Em               D   Dsus4 D     Em
Are you goin' to Scarbo-   rough Fair?
G          Em        G A       Em
  Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
  Em     G                   D     Dsus4 D Dsus4 D
Remember me to one who lives there
Em       D                  Em
She once was a true love of mine