Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to the one who lives there
For she once was a true love of mine
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Without any seams or needlework
Then she shall be a true love of mine
Tell her to wash it in yonder well
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Where never spring water or rain ever fell
And she shall 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
For she once was a true love of mine
Tell her to dry it on yonder thorn
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Which never bore blossom since Adam was born
Then she shall be a true love of mine
Once it is spoken, I ask of her no more
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Until the day will come when I hear from her
She will not 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
For she once was a true love of mine
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
'Twas long ago that I have been there
Ever believing that true love was mine