A traditional English folk song - the track also incorporates the Irish slip jig “Elizabeth Kelly’s Delight”.

Lyrics:

Where are you going?

To Scarborough fair?

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

Remember me to a bonny lass there

For once she was a true lover of mine

Tell her to wash it in yonder well

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

Where water ne’er sprung nor a drop of rain fell

And she shall be a true lover of mine

Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

And tie it all up with a songbird’s feather

And she shall be a true lover of mine

Tell her to gather it up in a sack

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

And carry it home on a butterfly’s back

And then she shall be a true lover of mine

Cecil Sharp, “100 English Folksongs”

(with minor alterations)

Vocals synthesized with ACE Studio

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