บ่ายนี้ฝนตก จะตัดหญ้าก็ตัดไม่ได้ เดี๋ยวเป็นหวัด เลยมาทำหน้าที่ DJ

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 Cambridge shirt
( From a deep forest green )
Parsley, sage, Rosemary and Thyme
(Tracing our star and on snow-crested crown)
Without no seems nor needles work
(And a shadow of a mountain)
Then she'll be a true love of mine
(Sweet summer willow of cloudy and calm)

Tell her to find me an acre of land
(On the side of a hill a sprinking of leaves)
Parsley, sage, Rosemary and 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 with a sickle of leather
(War bellows blazing in scarlet battalions)
Parsley, sage, Rosemary and Thyme
(Generals order their soldiers to kill)
And gather it all in a bunch to heather
(And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten)
Then she'll be a true love of mine