Scarborough Fair

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Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Remember me to one who lives there For once she was a true love of mine Tell her to make me a cambric shirt Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Without no seam nor needlework And 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 And then she'll be a true love of mine Tell her to plough it with a lamb's horn Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme And to sow it all o'er with one peppercorn And 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 thrash it all out with a bunch of heather And then she'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 For once she was a true love of mine
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