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[ti:Scarborough Fair] |
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[ar:My Dying Bride] |
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[al:Bring Me Victory] |
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Take the Linton falls water so white |
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Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme |
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From cold it's bed then up to the sky |
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And then she'll be a true love of mine |
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Ask for angels a chariot to make |
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Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme |
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White swan feathers black and the wings of the night |
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She will breathe the true love of mine |
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Are you going to Scarborough Fair? |
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Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme |
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Remember me to one who lives there |
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For once she was a true love of mine |
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Have her make me a cambric shirt |
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Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme |
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Without no seam nor fine needle work |
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And then she'll be a true love of mine |
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Tell her to weave it in a sycamore wood lane |
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Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme |
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And gather it all with a basket of flowers |
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And the she'll be a true love of mine |
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Dear, when thou has finished thy task |
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Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme |
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Come to me, my hand for to ask |
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For thou then are a true love of mine |