Harry Belafonte Lyrics
"Harry Belafonte Scarborough Fair lyrics"
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Are you going to Scarborough Fair:
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme.
Remember me to one who lives there
She was once 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 gather it all in a bunch of heather
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 was once a true love of mine.
Send "Scarborough Fair" Ringtone to your Cell
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