Scarborough Fair

[Verse 1]

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

[Verse 2]

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 of sparrow on snow-crested ground

Without no seams nor needle work

Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain

Then she'll be a true love of mine

Sleeps unaware of the clarion call

[Verse 3]

Tell her 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 strands

A soldier cleans and polishes a gun

Then she'll be a true love of mine

[Verse 4]

Tell her to reap it with 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

[Verse 5]

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