Scarborough Fair

Scarborough Fair - The Hit Crew

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 the snow-crested brown）

Without to 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 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

（generals 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