The Elfin Knight

Are you going to Scarborough Fair?

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

Remember me to one who lives there

For once she was a true love of mine

Tell her to make me a cambric shirt

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Without no seam nor needlework

And then she'll be a true love of mine

Tell her to find me an acre of land

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

Between the salt water and the sea strand

And then she'll be a true love of mine

Tell her to plow it with a lamb's horn

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And to sow it all o'er with one peppercorn

And then she'll be a true love of mine

Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather

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And to thrash it all out with a bunch of heather

And 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

For once she was a true love of mine