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Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
He once was a true love of mine
Tell him to make me a cambric shirt
(On the side of a hill in the deep forget green)
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
(Tracing of sparrow on snow-crested brown)
Without no seam nor needlework
(Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain)
Then he¥ll be a true love of mine
(Sleeps unaware of the clarion call)
Tell him 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 gun)
Then he¥ll be a true love of mine
Tell him to reap it in a sickle of leather
(War bellows blazing in the scarlet battalions)
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
(General orders his soldiers to kill)
And to gather it all in a bunch of heather
(And the fight for a cause they have long ago forgotten)
Then he¥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
He once was a true love of mine
He once was a true love of mine
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
He once was a true love of mine
Tell him to make me a cambric shirt
(On the side of a hill in the deep forget green)
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
(Tracing of sparrow on snow-crested brown)
Without no seam nor needlework
(Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain)
Then he¥ll be a true love of mine
(Sleeps unaware of the clarion call)
Tell him 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 gun)
Then he¥ll be a true love of mine
Tell him to reap it in a sickle of leather
(War bellows blazing in the scarlet battalions)
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
(General orders his soldiers to kill)
And to gather it all in a bunch of heather
(And the fight for a cause they have long ago forgotten)
Then he¥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
He once was a true love of mine
He once was a true love of mine
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Writer(s): Paul Simon, Arthur Garfunkel
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