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Scarborough Fair

by Justin Hayward

on Classic Blue (1989)

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.