Scarborough Fair

Are you goin' to Scarborough Fair Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme 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 the salt water and the sea strand 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 to gather it all in a bunch of heather Then she'll be a true love of mine 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