Here's the Canticle half.

On the side of a hill in the deep forest green
Tracing a sparrow on snow-crested ground
Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain
Sleeps unaware of the clarion call

On the side of a hill, a sprinkling of leaves
Washes the ground with so many tears
A soldier cleans and polishes a gun

War bellows, blazing in scarlet battalions
Generals order their soldiers to kill
And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten

Are you goin to scarborough fair? parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there, she once was a true love of mine

Tell her to make me a cambric shirt, parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Without no seams nor needlework, then shell be a true love of mine

Tell her to find me an acre of land, parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Between the salt water and the sea strand, then shell be a true love of mine

Tell her to reap it in a sickle of leather, parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
And to gather it all in a bunch of heather, then shell be a true love of mine

Are you goin to scarborough fair? parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there, she once was a true love of mine

WHEE!! So love this! I love the Celtic Women version too, but I like this one just a wee bit more.

thanks! billboard hot 100 ~ peak #11, 1968

Super!..

i absolutly love this song!

May i put this best music on my xanga?