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County Fair - Joe Walsh

"Found an old puzzle somebody had quit Tried a few pieces and hoped that they fit But they're going together so slowly It may take me forever to know If it's only a puzzle Parts of the puzzle will never"

Copshawholme Fair - Spiers And Boden

"On a Friday it fell in the month of April, O'er the hill came the sun with a blithe sunny smile, And the folks were a thronging the roads everywhere, Making haste to be in at Copshawholme Fair. I've seen"

Roseville Fair - Nanci Griffith

"Oh, the night was clear and the stars were shinin' and the moon came up,... so quiet in the sky And all the people gathered round while the band was a-tunin' I can hear them now ... playin' 'Comin' Through"

Fair Fight - The Fray

"Made it fourteen city blocks without breathing Light breaks from the left and hits between the buildings Stoplights change their name from green to red to green again Love has its critics but they never"

State Fair - Doug Supernaw

"Writer: Mickey Cates Nineteen hundred seventy-three My second cousin Calvin and me We loaded down his old blue-green Corvair And headed for the State Fair Was mid-October and the autumn breeze Shook"

Scarborough Fair - Queensryche

"Scarborough Fair (Available as the B-side to "Anybody Listening?". Recorded in 1986.) Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, Remember me to the one who lives there, She"

Fair Doreen - Tunng

"Oh fair Doreen the night has seen You ply your trade so sweet And though they come your soul to stun No anvil shall you be No anvil shall you be Doreen No anvil shall you be Although they come your soul"

Scarborough Fair - Hayley Westenra

"Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme. Remember me to one who lives there. He once was a true love of mine. Tell him to make me a cambric shirt. Parsley, sage, rosemary,"

Scarborough fair - Celtic Woman

"Are you going to Scarborough Fair?Parsley, sage, rosemary and thymeRemember me to one who lives thereHe once was a true love of mineTell him to make me a cambric shirtParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeWithout"

Vanity Fair - Squeeze

"(Difford/Tilbrook) She left her school for the factory From pocket money to a salary, From a pac-a-mac to a compact case And every morning she inspects her face. She discovers pulling pints in"

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