Scarborough Fair
by Simon and Garfunkel
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 a cambric shirt
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Without a seam nor needle work
And then she'll be a true love of mine
Tell her to reap it with sickle of leather
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
And gather it all in a bunch of heather
Then she'll be a true love of mine
Then she'll be a true love of mine
Then she'll be a true love of mine
Then she'll be a true love of mine
Then she'll be a true love of mine |
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