Scarborough Fair - Marianne Faithfull
Are you going to Scarborough Fair Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme. Remember me to one who lives there For she was once a true love of mine. Tell her to make me a cambric shirt Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme. Without a seam, or fine needlework And then she'll be a true love of mine. Tell her to dry it on yonder thorn Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme. That never bore fruit since Adam was born And 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 sea and the sea sand Or never be a true love of mine. Tell her to reap it with a sheep's horn Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme. And sow it all over with one peppercorn Or never be a true love of mine. And when you have done and finished your work Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme. Then come to me for your cambric shirt And then you'll be a true love of mine.
Artist: Marianne Faithfull
Title: Scarborough Fair