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 (on the side of a hill) In the deep forest green Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Tracing of sparrow on snow-crested ground 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 strands (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 Generals order their soldiers to kill 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