Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
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Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
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Remember me to one who lives there
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He once was a true love of mine
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Tell him to make me a cambric shirt
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Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
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Without no seams nor needle work
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Then he'll be a true love of mine
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Tell her to find me an acre of land
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Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
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Between the salt water and the sea strand
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Then she'll be a true love of mine
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Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
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Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
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Remember me to one who lives there
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He once was a true love of mine
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Tell him to reap it with a sickle of leather
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Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
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And gather it all in a bunch of heather
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Then she'll be a true love of mine
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Then he'll be a true love of mine
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Scarborough Fair
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Leaves' Eyes |