Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
For once he was a true love of mine
Tell him to make me a cambric shirt
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Without a seam nor needlework
And he shall be a true love of mine
Tell him to wash it in yonder dry well
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Where water ne'er sprang nor drop of rain fell
And he shall be a true love of mine
Tell him to hang it on yonder thorn
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Which never bore blossom since Adam was born
And he shall be a true love of mine
O can you find me an acre of land
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Between the sea foam and the sea sand?
Then he shall be a true love of mine