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.



On The Side Of A Hill In The Deep Forest Green.

Tracing Of Sparrow On Snow-crested Brown.

Blankets And Bedclothes The Child Of The Mountain

Sleeps Unaware Of The Clarion Call.



Tell Her To Make Me A Cambric Shirt:

Parsley, Sage, Rosemary And Thyme;

Without No Seams Nor Needle Work,

Then She'll Be A True Love Of Mine.



On The Side Of A Hill A Sprinkling Of Leaves.

Washes The Grave With Silvery Tears.

A Soldier Cleans And Polishes A Gun.

Sleeps Unaware Of The Clarion Call.



Tell Her To Find Me An Acre Of Land:

Parsley, Sage, Rosemary And Thyme;

Between The Salt Water And The Sea Strand,

Then She'll Be A True Love Of Mine.



War Bellows Blazing In Scarlet Battalions.

General Order Their Soldiers To Kill.

And To Fight For A Cause They've Long Ago Forgotten.



Tell Her To Reap It With A Sickle Of Leather:

Parsley, Sage, Rosemary And Thyme;

And Gather It All In A Bunch Of Heather,

Then She'll Be A True Love Of Mine.