[00:00.000] 作词 : Traditional
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Traditional
[00:02.052]Are you going to Whittingham Fair?
[00:07.977]Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
[00:14.227]Remember me to one who lives there,
[00:20.912]For once she was a true love of mine.
[00:27.813]Tell her to make me a cambric shirt,
[00:33.770]Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
[00:39.536]Without any seam or needlework,
[00:45.570]For once she was a true love of mine.
[00:53.102]Tell her to wash it in yonder dry well,
[00:58.839]Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
[01:04.168]Where ne’er spring water and rain never fell,
[01:10.272]For once she was a true love of mine.
[01:17.676]Tell her to hang it on yonder thorn,
[01:23.474]Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
[01:28.668]Which never bore blossom since Adam was born,
[01:34.876]For once she was a true love of mine.
[02:05.427]Now he has asked me questions three,
[02:09.569]Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
[02:13.531]I hope that he will answer as many for me,
[02:17.814]For once he was a true love of mine.
[02:22.235]Tell him to find me an acre of land,
[02:26.257]Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
[02:30.250]Betwixt the salt water and the sea sand,
[02:34.498]For once he was a true love of mine.
[02:38.986]Tell him to plough it with a ram’s horn,
[02:43.297]Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
[02:47.146]And sow it all over with one peppercorn,
[02:51.496]For once he was a true love of mine.
[02:56.038]Tell him to reap it with a sickle of leather,
[02:59.979]Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
[03:04.217]And tie it all up with a peacock’s feather,
[03:08.154]For once he was a true love of mine.
[03:36.145]When he has done and finished his work,
[03:40.187]Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
[03:44.304]Well, tell him to come and tear up his shirt,
[03:49.043]For once he was a true love of mine.

作词 : Traditional
作曲 : Traditional
Are you going to Whittingham Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Remember me to one who lives there,
For once she was a true love of mine.
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Without any seam or needlework,
For once she was a true love of mine.
Tell her to wash it in yonder dry well,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Where ne’er spring water and rain never fell,
For once she was a true love of mine.
Tell her to hang it on yonder thorn,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Which never bore blossom since Adam was born,
For once she was a true love of mine.
Now he has asked me questions three,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
I hope that he will answer as many for me,
For once he was a true love of mine.
Tell him to find me an acre of land,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Betwixt the salt water and the sea sand,
For once he was a true love of mine.
Tell him to plough it with a ram’s horn,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
And sow it all over with one peppercorn,
For once he was a true love of mine.
Tell him to reap it with a sickle of leather,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
And tie it all up with a peacock’s feather,
For once he was a true love of mine.
When he has done and finished his work,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Well, tell him to come and tear up his shirt,
For once he was a true love of mine.