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Scarborough Fair/Canticle Lyric | Simon and Garfunkel |  |  | THE BEST OF SIMON & GARFUNKEL |  |
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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 me a cambric shirt, (A hill in the deep forest
green) Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; (Tracing of sparrow on
snow-crested brown) 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)
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 strand, (A soldier cleans and polishes a gun) Then
she'll be a true love of mine. (Sleeps unaware of the clarion
call)
Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather, (War bellows
blazing in scarlet battalions) Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; (General
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.
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.
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