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PAUL SIMON lyrics : "scarborough fair"

Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary & 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)
Parsely, sage, rosemary & thyme

(Tracing a sparrow on snow-crested ground)
Without no seams nor needlework
(Blankets and bedclothes a child of the mountains)

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)
Parsely, sage, rosemary, & thyme

(Washed is the ground with so many 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 in a sickle of leather


(War bellows, blazing in scarlet battalions)
Parsely, sage, rosemary & thyme

(Generals order their soldiers to kill)
And to 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 & thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine.

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