Scarborough Fair Lyrics

Are you goin' 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, parsley, sage,
rosemary and thyme
Without no seams nor needlework, then she'll be a true
love of mine

Tell her to find me an acre of land, parsley, sage,
rosemary and thyme
Between the salt water and the sea strand, then she'll be a true love of mine

Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather, parsley,
sage, rosemary and thyme
And to gather it all in a bunch of heather, then she'll
be a true love of mine

Are you goin' 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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