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Scarborough Fair
- O, where are you going? To Scarborough fair.
Savoury, sage, rosemary, and thyme.
Remember me to a lass who lives there,
for once she was a true love of mine.
- And tell her to make me a cambric shirt,
without any seam or needlework,
and then she shall be a true love of mine.
- And tell her to wash it in yonder dry well,
where no water sprung, nor a drop of rain fell,
and then she shall be a true love of mine.
- Tell her to dry it on yonder thorn
which never bore blossom since Adam was born,
and then she shall be a true love of mine.
- And when you have done and finished your work,
you may come to me for your cambric shirt,
and then you shall be a true lover of mine.
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