Scarborough Fair

Are you goin 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 to make me a cambric shirt,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Without no seams nor needlework,
Then he'll be a true love of mine

Tell him to find me an acre of land,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Between the salt water and the sea strand,
Then he'll be a true love of mine

Tell him to reap it in a sickle of leather,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
And to gather it all in a bunch of heather,
Then he'll be a true love of mine

Are you goin to scarborough fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there,
He once was a true love of mine