斯卡部落集市 scarborough fair

1. scrborough fair

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

Tell her to make me a cambric shirt
(On the side of a hill in the deep forest green)
Parsley, sage, rosemary & thyme
(Tracing a sparrow on snow-crested ground)
Without no seams nor needlework
(Blankets and bedclothes a child of the mountains)
Then she’ll be a true love of mine
(Sleeps unaware of the clarion call)

Tell her to find me an acre of land
(On the side of a hill, a sprinkling of leaves)
Parsley, sage, rosemary, & thyme
(Washes the grave with silvery tears)
Between the salt water and the sea strand
(A soldier cleans and polishes a gun)
Then she’ll be a true love of mine

Tell her to reap it in a sickle of leather
(War bellows, blazing in scarlet battalions)
Parsley, sage, rosemary & thyme
(Generals order their soldiers to kill)
And gather it all in a bunch of heather
(And to fight for a cause they’ve long ago forgotten)
Then she’ll be a true love of mine

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

2. five hundred miles

if you missed the train i’m on
you will know that i am gone
you can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
a hundred miles a hundred miles
a hundred miles a hundred miles
you can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
lord i’m one lord i’m two
lord i’m three lord i’m four
lord i’m five hundred miles away from home
away from home away from home
away from home away from home
lord i’m five hundred miles away from home
not a shirt on my back
not a penny to my name
lord i can’t go back home this-a way
this-a way this-a way
this-a way this-a way
lord i can’t go back home this-a way
if you missed the train i’m on
you will know that i am gone
you can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
a hundred miles
a hundred miles
a hundred miles
a hundred miles
you can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
you can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
you can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles