Scarborough Fair Songtext - Justin Hayward

Scarborough Fair - Justin Hayward

Simon

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 On the side of 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.

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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