Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Remember me to the one who lives there
For she was once a true love of mine
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Without no seams nor needlework
For she will be a true love of mine
Tell her to find me an acre of land
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Between the salt water and the sea strands
And she will be a true love of mine
Oh, woah, oh
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Oh, woah, oh
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Oh, woah, oh
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Oh, woah, oh
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
