Lyrics
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
He once was a true love of mine
Tell him I'll make me a cambric shirt
Parsley, sage rosemary and thyme
Without no seam nor needle work
Then he will be a true love of mine
Tell him to find us an acre of land
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Between the salt water and the sea strand
Then he will be a true love of mine
Tell him to reap it with a sickle of leather
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
And gather it all in a bunch of heater
Then he will be a true love of mine
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
He once was a true love of mine
