| Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
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| Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
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| Remember me to the one who lives there
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| She once was a true love of mine
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| Tell her to make me a cambric shirt
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| Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
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| Without a seem or needlework
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| She once was a true love of mine
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| Tell her to weave it in a sycamore wood lane
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| Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
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| And gather it all with a basket of flowers
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| Then she’ll be a true love of mine
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| Ask her to buy me an acre of land
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| Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
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| Between some water and the stand
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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 the one who lives there
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| Then she’ll be a true love of mine |