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Scarborough Fair / Canticle (Extended Version)
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
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Tell her to make me a cambric shirt
In the deep forest green
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Tracing of sparrow on snow-crested ground
Without no seams nor needlework
Blankets and bedclothes, the child of the mountain
Then she'll be a true love of mine
Sleeps unaware of the clarion call
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Tell her to find me an acre of land
A sprinkling of leaves
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Washes the grave with silvery tears
Between the saltwater and the sea strands
Cleans and polishes a gun
Then she'll be a true love of mine
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Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather
War bellows, blazing in scarlet battalions
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Generals 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
ย
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
ย
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
ย
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt
In the deep forest green
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Tracing of sparrow on snow-crested ground
Without no seams nor needlework
Blankets and bedclothes, the child of the mountain
Then she'll be a true love of mine
Sleeps unaware of the clarion call
ย
Tell her to find me an acre of land
A sprinkling of leaves
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Washes the grave with silvery tears
Between the saltwater and the sea strands
Cleans and polishes a gun
Then she'll be a true love of mine
ย
Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather
War bellows, blazing in scarlet battalions
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Generals 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
ย
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
ย