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Scarborough Fair

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Simon & Garfunkel

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INTRO
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1 1

 A13sus4  A13sus4
2 2
3 3 2
D'9'4 Cmaj7

0 0 0

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3 3 0 3
0 0 0 0 0 0 0
4 4 4
0 5 3 2 0

Capo on fret 7

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5

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 Asus2  A13sus4  Asus2
3
2

0 0 0

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0 3 0
2 2 0 0 2 2
2 4 2
0 0 0


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VERSES
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Are you go - in' to Scar - bor - ough Fair?

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A13sus4  Asus2 G A13sus4
2
1
3



0 0 0

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3 0 0 1 0 3
0 0 2 2 0 0 0 0
4 2 0 2 4
0 0 0
3


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          
Par - ley, sage, rose - mar - y and

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2


3

 Asus2  Am7
1
2
1
3 3
C C D

0 0 0 0 2

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0 1 1 3
2 2 0 0 0 0 0 2 2
2 2 2 0 0
0 3 0 3
2 Scarborough Fair


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thyme Re -

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 A13sus4
 Asus2
 A13sus4
 Asus2

0 0 0 0

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3 0 3 0
0 0 2 2 0 0 2
4 2 4 2
0 0 0 0

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20
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    

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mem - ber me to one who lives there

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4

 2 3  2
3 
Am C G/B Am G

0 0 0

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1 1 3 1 0 1
0 0 0 0 0 0 0
2 2 0 2 0
0 0 2 3 3 2 0
3

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         
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She once was a true love of

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2
1
3
Asus2 G

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1 0 0 0 1 0 0 1 0
2 2 0 0 0
2 0 2 0 2 0 0 2 0 0
0
3 3 3

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     

           
mine

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 A13sus4  Asus2  A13sus4  Asus2 



0 0 0 0

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3 0 3 0
0 0 2 2 0 0 2 2
4 2 4 2
0 0 0 0
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Scarborough Fair

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32 OUTRO
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 3  3 2 
A13sus4 D'9'4 Cmaj7 Am

0 0 12

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3 3 0
0 0 0 0 0
4 4
0 5 3 2 0

Are you going to Scarborough Fair?


Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine

Tell her to make me a cambric shirt


(On the side of a hill in the deep forest green)
Parsely, sage, rosemary and thyme
(Tracing a sparrow on snow-crested brown)
Without no seams nor needlework
(Blankets and bedclothes, the child of the mountain)
Then she'll be a true love of mine
(Sleeps unaware of the clarion call)

Tell her to find me an acre of land


(On the side of a hill, a sprinkling of leaves)
Parsely, sage, rosemary, and thyme
(Washes is the grave with slivery tears)
Between the salt water and the sea strand
(A soldier cleans and polishes a gun)
Then she'll be a true love of mine

Tell her to reap it in a sickle of leather


(War bellows, blazing in scarlet battalions)
Parsely, sage, rosemary and thyme
(Generals order their soldiers to kill)
And to gather it all in a bunch of heather
(And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten)
Then she'll be a true love of mine

Are you going to Scarborough Fair?


Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine

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