Are you going to Scarborough fair
Parsley sage rose mary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there......
She once was a true love of mine
Tell her to make me a combric shirt
Parsley saye rose many and thyme
Without no seams nor needle work
Then she'll be a true love of mine
Tell her to find me on acre of land
Parsley saye rose many and thyme
Between the salt water and the sea stand
Then she'll be a true love of mine
Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather
Parsley saye rose many and thyme
And gather it all in a bonch of heather
Then she'll be a true love of mine
Are you going to Scarborough fair
Parsley sage rose mary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there......
She once was a true love of mine