The history of the song.
In the middle ages, people didn't usually take credit for songs or other works of art they made, so the writer of Scarborough Fair is unknown. The song was sung by bards (or shapers, as they were known in medieval England) who went from town to town, and as they heard the song and took it with them to another town, the lyrics and arrangements changed. This is why today there are many versions of Scarborough Fair, and there are dozens of ways in which the words have been written down.
The lyrics.
The following lyrics comprise most of the more well-known verses as they are commonly sung. A small handful of them were sung by Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel on their 1966 album 'Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,' which popularised the song. Paul Simon learned the song from Martin Carthy, a famous folk singer in the UK, while he was on tour there. Despite using his arrangement of the song, Simon didn´t even mention Carthy´s name in the credits of the album.
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
Have her make me a cambric shirt
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Without no seam nor fine needle work
And then she'll be a true love of mine
Tell her to weave it in a sycamore wood lane
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
And gather it all with a basket of flowers
And then she'll be a true love of mine
Have her wash it in yonder dry well
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
where water ne'er sprung nor drop of rain fell
And then she'll be a true love of mine
Have her find me an acre of land
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Between the sea foam and over the sand
And then she'll be a true love of mine
Plow the land with the horn of a lamb
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Then sow some seeds from north of the dam
And then she'll be a true love of mine
Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
And gather it all in a bunch of heather
And then she'll be a true love of mine
If she tells me she can't, I'll reply
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Let me know that at least she will try
And then she'll be a true love of mine
Love imposes impossible tasks
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Though not more than any heart asks
And I must know she's a true love of mine
Dear, when thou has finished thy task
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Come to me, my hand for to ask
For thou then art a true love of mine
Because this video has been claimed by a copyright owner, statistics cannot be made public.
Views and discovery
164
Views
Key discovery events
A
First referral from RU-vid search: paul simon
3 Oct 2012 - 4 views
B
First referral from RU-vid: /my_videos_edit
3 Oct 2012 - 4 views
C
First referral from related video: Andy Williams with Simon and Garfunkel - Scarborough Fair/Canticle
3 Oct 2012 - 4 views
D
First referral from: facebook.com
3 Oct 2012 - 4 views
E
First referral from RU-vid: /copynotice
3 Oct 2012 - 5 views
F
First embedded on: facebook.com
3 Oct 2012 - 5 views
G
First referral from a subscriber module
3 Oct 2012 - 10 views
H
First referral from RU-vid: /inbox
3 Oct 2012 - 11 views
I
First view from a mobile device
3 Oct 2012 - 16 views
J
First referral from RU-vid: /my_videos
4 Oct 2012 - 4 views
2 окт 2012
