Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.
Remember 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 ne-e-dle 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 strands.
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.
(repeat "Are you going ...")
