Scarborough Fair
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โฑ๏ธ 3:19 duration
๐ ID: 1535822
๐ 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.
On the side of a hill in the deep forest green.
Tracing of sparrow on snow-crested brown.
Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain
Sleeps unaware of the clarion call.
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.
On the side of a hill a sprinkling of leaves.
Washes the grave with silvery tears.
A soldier cleans and polishes a gun.
Sleeps unaware of the clarion call.
Tell her to find me an acre of land:
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme;
Between the salt water and the sea strand,
Then she'll be a true love of mine.
War bellows blazing in scarlet battalions.
General order their soldiers to kill.
And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten.
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.
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme.
Remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.
On the side of a hill in the deep forest green.
Tracing of sparrow on snow-crested brown.
Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain
Sleeps unaware of the clarion call.
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.
On the side of a hill a sprinkling of leaves.
Washes the grave with silvery tears.
A soldier cleans and polishes a gun.
Sleeps unaware of the clarion call.
Tell her to find me an acre of land:
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme;
Between the salt water and the sea strand,
Then she'll be a true love of mine.
War bellows blazing in scarlet battalions.
General order their soldiers to kill.
And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten.
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.
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:10.08] Are you going to Scarborough Fair:
[00:17.20] Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme.
[00:26.10] Remember me to one who lives there.
[00:33.76] She once was a true love of mine.
[00:42.73] On the side of a hill in the deep forest green.
[00:48.66] Tracing of sparrow on snow-crested brown.
[00:49.02] Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain
[00:49.35] Sleeps unaware of the clarion call.
[00:49.95] Tell her to make me a cambric shirt:
[00:52.48] Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme;
[01:01.27] Without no seams nor needle work,
[01:08.16] Then she'll be a true love of mine.
[01:19.88] On the side of a hill a sprinkling of leaves.
[01:20.36] Washes the grave with silvery tears.
[01:20.62] A soldier cleans and polishes a gun.
[01:21.01] Sleeps unaware of the clarion call.
[01:21.45] Tell her to find me an acre of land:
[01:27.84] Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme;
[01:35.78] Between the salt water and the sea strand,
[01:42.55] Then she'll be a true love of mine.
[01:55.09] War bellows blazing in scarlet battalions.
[01:55.32] General order their soldiers to kill.
[01:55.78] And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten.
[01:56.03] Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather:
[02:01.78] Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme;
[02:07.15] And gather it all in a bunch of heather,
[02:18.53] Then she'll be a true love of mine.
[02:31.37]
[00:17.20] Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme.
[00:26.10] Remember me to one who lives there.
[00:33.76] She once was a true love of mine.
[00:42.73] On the side of a hill in the deep forest green.
[00:48.66] Tracing of sparrow on snow-crested brown.
[00:49.02] Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain
[00:49.35] Sleeps unaware of the clarion call.
[00:49.95] Tell her to make me a cambric shirt:
[00:52.48] Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme;
[01:01.27] Without no seams nor needle work,
[01:08.16] Then she'll be a true love of mine.
[01:19.88] On the side of a hill a sprinkling of leaves.
[01:20.36] Washes the grave with silvery tears.
[01:20.62] A soldier cleans and polishes a gun.
[01:21.01] Sleeps unaware of the clarion call.
[01:21.45] Tell her to find me an acre of land:
[01:27.84] Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme;
[01:35.78] Between the salt water and the sea strand,
[01:42.55] Then she'll be a true love of mine.
[01:55.09] War bellows blazing in scarlet battalions.
[01:55.32] General order their soldiers to kill.
[01:55.78] And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten.
[01:56.03] Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather:
[02:01.78] Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme;
[02:07.15] And gather it all in a bunch of heather,
[02:18.53] Then she'll be a true love of mine.
[02:31.37]