) S) g( _& P! v, t; [5 { * M; i1 b4 i1 g' ]! RAre you going to Scarborough Fair? b- L' u8 |0 k6 R) N0 U8 L0 oParsley, sage, rosemary & thyme , O/ J# v% `9 g" T% DRemember me to one who lives there + I! s# V5 g3 RShe once was a true love of mine4 U5 w+ C# O& k: E8 d+ g: Q$ p
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt % d9 E+ ]" \4 i9 t* l(On the side of a hill in the deep forest green) ! d. F5 Q- D t% r* dParsely, sage, rosemary & thyme . x( i! g8 S; ~) {6 q: y(Tracing a sparrow on snow-crested ground)) W/ K5 v# m/ n. d3 X9 P/ D
Without no seams nor needlework5 Q+ g+ `0 o& R- D2 J! s
(Blankets and bedclothes a child of the mountains)$ f, V- \5 z( I. v: C) ]/ Q7 }; v' M
Then she'll be a true love of mine ( Z+ ~+ F; K) R2 ?(Sleeps unaware of the clarion call) 7 j7 e/ u0 n* A# A6 O$ UTell her to find me an acre of land / ?3 x2 J) ]0 h c i(On the side of a hill, a sprinkling of leaves) # F' q+ m- |/ k `0 LParsely, sage, rosemary, & thyme " J5 T; Z) c3 I' l, y; Z(Washed is the ground with so many tears): J. [3 F z7 q3 w
Between the salt water and the sea strand ! B* k% X7 Z. s# E(A soldier cleans and polishes a gun) : j( c; R5 J s k' A* J6 mThen she'll be a true love of mine: Q3 w2 v1 K3 x% f! t
Tell her to reap it in a sickle of leather u7 m" R Y' d2 r8 \% ](War bellows, blazing in scarlet battalions) / V! r4 z+ x. z7 V' }Parsely, sage, rosemary & thyme! l) f ]$ t% s3 f! z0 Q, L
(Generals order their soldiers to kill)8 f( F: W, G# h( Z p4 S
And to gather it all in a bunch of heather! {/ A: B* {2 ^) @
(And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten) / T# n# r5 o. h3 _) fThen she'll be a true love of mine / J* E) |( R+ ]& _6 T: h$ d' FAre you going to Scarborough Fair?5 k7 ?3 w; e" T
Parsley, sage, rosemary & thyme , B9 C" ?# y1 i7 Z, C4 H ORemember me to one who lives there9 r$ L2 l% O0 t7 V+ U
She once was a true love of mine.