The Elven Lover Lyrics

Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley Sage Rosemary and Thyme Remember me to a girl who lives there if she would be a true love of mine

Tell her to find me an acre of land Parsley Sage Rosemary and Thyme between the sea and silver sand If she would be a true love of mine

Tell her to plough it with a dandelion thorn Parsley Sage Rosemary and Thyme and sow the field with spirits unborn If she would be a true love of mine

Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather Parsley Sage Rosemary and Thyme and gather it all in flowers of heather If she would be a true love of mine
Tell her to weave it on Unicorn bone Parsley Sage Rosemary and Thyme and dye it red with the blood of old stone If she would be a true love of mine

Tell her to make me a funeral shirt Parsley Sage Rosemary and Thyme with stitches all of graveyard earth If she would be a true love of mine

Tell her to find me where the banshee sings Parsley Sage Rosemary and Thyme and fly to me on angelwings then she will be a truelove of mine...

then she will be a truelove of mine...

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