Scarborough Fair - Lyrics
Are you going to Scarborough Fair
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
He once was a true love of mine
Tell him to make me a cambric shirt
Parsley sage rosemary and thyme
Without no seams nor needle work
Then he’ll be a true love of mine
Tell him to find me an acre of land
Parsley sage rosemary and thyme
Between salt water and the sea strands
Then he’ll be a true love of mine
Tell him to reap it with a sickle of leather
Parsley sage rosemary and thyme
And gather it all in a bunch of heather
Then he’ll be a true love of mine
SVansay (Vanhxay)
