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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 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.
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 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.
Then he'll be a true love of mine.