Scarborough Fair

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

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

And to gather it all in a bunch of heather

Then shell be a true love of mine

Are you going to Scarborough Fair

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme