Are you going to Scarborough Fair?Parsley, sage, rosemary and thymeRemember me to one who lives thereShe once was a true love of mineTell her to make me a cambric shirtParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeWithout no seams nor needle workThen she'll be a true love of mineTell her to find me an acre of landParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeBetween the salt water and the sea strandThen she'll be a true love of mine.........Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leatherParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeAnd gather it all in a bunch of heatherThen she'll be a true love of mineAre you going to Scarborough Fair?Parsley, sage, rosemary and thymeRemember me to one who lives thereShe once was a true love of mine...