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Lyrics:
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,) Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; (Tracing a sparrow on snow-crested ground,) Without no seams nor needlework, (Blankets and bedclothes, a child of the mountains) 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.) Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; (Washed is the ground with so many 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,) Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; (Generals order their soldiers to kill) And 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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