Scarborough Fair

Are you going to Scarborough Fair?

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,

Remember me to 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 no seam nor fine needlework,

And then she’ll be 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,

and then she’ll be a true love of mine.


Have you been to Scarborough Fair?

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,

Remember me from one who lives there,

For he once was a true love of mine.


Ask him to find me an acre of land,

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,

Between the salt water and the sea strand,

For then he’ll be a true love of mine.


When he has done and finished his work,

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,

Ask him to come for his cambric shirt,

For then he’ll be a true love of mine.


If you say that you can’t, then I shall reply,

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,

Oh, let me know that at least you will try,

Or you’ll never be a true love of mine.
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