Scarborough Fair / Canticle - Alexander Armstrong
Written by：Art Garfunkel/Paul Simon
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
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
On the side of a hill a sprinkling of leaves
Parsley sage rosemary and thyme
Washes the grave with silvery tears
Between the salt water 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
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