Sarah Brightman - SCARBOROUGH FAIR

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  • Published on:  9/27/2009
  • In the middle ages, people didn't usually take credit for songs or other works of art they made, so the writer of Scarborough Fair is unknown. The song was sung by bards (or shapers, as they were known in medieval England) who went from town to town, and as they heard the song and took it with them to another town, the lyrics and arrangements changed. This is why today there are many versions of Scarborough Fair, and there are dozens of ways in which the words have been written down.


    Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
    Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
    Remember me to one who lives there
    He was once a true love of mine

    Tell him to make me a cambric shirt
    Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
    Without no seams nor needle work
    Then he'll be a true love of mine

    Tell him to find me an acre of land
    Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
    Between salt water and the sea strands
    Then he'll be a true love of mine

    Tell him to reap it with a sickle of leather
    Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
    And gather it all in a bunch of heather
    Then he'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
    He once was a true love of mine
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