Scarborough Fair

 

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 she'll be a true love of mine

 

Tell her to find me an acre of land

Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Between salt water and the sea strands
Then she'll be a true love of mine.

Tell her to reap it in a sickle of leather

Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
And gather it all in a bunch of heather

Then she'll be a true love of mine.

Are you going to Scarborough Fair?

Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.
Remember me to one who lives there,

she once was a true love of mine.