Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to the 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 seam or needlework
She once was a true love of mine

Tell her to weave it in a sycamore wood lane
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
And gather it all with a basket of flowers
Then she'll be a true love of mine

Ask her to buy me an acre of land
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Between some water and the stand
Then she'll be a true love of mine

Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to the one who lives there
Then she'll be a true love of mine