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Scarborough Fair Paul Simon
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Are you going to Scarborough Fair
Parsley sage rosemary and thyme G/add Remember me to one who lives there G/add She was once a true love of mine
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt On the side of a hill in the deep forest green Parsley sage rosemary and thyme Tracing of sparrow in snowcrest brown With out no seems nor needle work Blankets and bed clothes the child of the mountain
Then she'll ne a true love of mine Sleeps unaware of the clarion call
Tell her to find me an acre of land On the side of of a hill a sprinking 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 ne a true love of mine Sleeps unaware of the clarion call
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 ne a true love of mine Sleeps unaware of the clarion call
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
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\_\_\_ \_ \_ Glen Macon \_ \_ \_\_ \_ Standard disclaimer... \_ \_\_\_ \_ \_ \_ Commodore doesn't endorce what I say, I do \_ \_ \_ \_ Who wants to know... \_ \_ \_ \_ \_\_\_ \_ \_
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All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in the rain.
