Simon & Garfunkel - Scarborough Fair (from The Concert in Central Park)

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 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 saltwater 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] 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 Simon & Garfunkel - Scarborough Fair (from The Concert in Central Park)