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Gregorian Lyrics
"Scarborough Fair"

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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
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Without no seams nor needle work
Then she'll be a true love of mine.

Tell her to find me an acre of land
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Between the salt water and the sea strands
Then she'll be a true love of mine.

Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
And bind it all in a bunch of heather
Then she'll be a true love of mine.
This song is from the album "Masters Of Chant [Bonus Tracks]" and "Masters Of Chant".