Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary & thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
He once was a true love of mine
Tell him to make me a cambric shirt
Parsely, sage, rosemary & thyme
Without no seams nor needlework
Then he’ll be a true love of mine
Tell him to find me an acre of land
Parsely, sage, rosemary, & thyme
Between the salt water and the sea strand
Then he’ll be a true love of mine
Tell him to reap it in a sickle of leather
Parsely, sage, rosemary & thyme
And to gather it all in a bunch of heather
Then he’ll be a true love of mine
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary & thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
He once was a true love of mine.
