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 needlework And then she'll be a true love of mine Tell her to find me an acre of land Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Between the sea foam and over the sand 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 When he got to the end of his work Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme And ask him to come for his cambric shirt 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 she once was a true love of mine