Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley,sage,rosemary and thyme
Remerber 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 needle work
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 with 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
Remerber me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine.
The End