Hits Medley

Are you going to Scarborough Fair?

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

Remember me to one who lives there

Who once was 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 a sparrow on snow crested ground)

Without no seams or needlework

(Blankets and bedclothes a child of the mountains)

Then she'll be a true love of mine

(Sleeps unaware of the clarion call)

Tell him to buy 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 strand

(A soldier cleans and polishes a gun)

Then he'll be a true love of mine

(Sleeps unaware of the clarion call)

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

Who once was a true love of mine