Scarborough fair
Interprète : Simon & Garfunkel
| 1. | [LAm]Are you going to [SOL]Scarborough [LAm]Fair : [DO]Parsley, [LAm]sage rose[DO]mar[RE]y and [LAm]thyme. Remember [DO]me to one [SIm]who [LAm]lives [SOL]there, [LAm]She once was [SOL]once a true [LAm]love [SOL]of m[LAm]ine. |
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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 seams nor needle work . . . . . . . . . . .Blankets and bedclothes the child of the Then She'll be a true love of mine. Mountains . . . . . . . . . .Sleeps unaware of the clarion call. |
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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 Then She'll be a true love of mine. Gun . . . . . . . . . . . . .Sleeps unaware of the clarion call. |
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Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather : . . . . . . . . . . . . . .War below blazing in scarlet battalions Parsley, sage rosemary and thyme. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Generals order their soldiers to kill. Begather it all in a bunch of heather, . . . . . . . .And to fight for a cause they've long ago for- Then She'll be a true love of mine. -gotten . . . . . . . . . . .Sleeps unaware of the clarion call. |