Scarborough Fair lyrics

Song information

Artist: Simon And Garfunkel
Album: Concert In Central Park

Lyrics

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 a sparrow on snow-crested ground)
Without no seams nor needlework (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 in 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