Scarborough Fair

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

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Without any thread or needlework in it

And she shall be a true love of mine

Tell her to wash it in yonder well

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Where water ne'er sprung nor a drop of rain fell

Then she shall be a true love of mine

Tell her to plough me an acre of land

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Between the sea and the salt sea strand

And she shall be a true love of mine

Tell her to plough it with one ram's horn

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And to sow it all over with one peppercorn

And she shall be a true love of mine

Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather

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And tie it all up with a tomtit's feather

And she shall be a true love of mine

Tell her to gather it all in a sack

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

And carry it home on a butterfly's back.

Then she shall be a true love of mine