Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme. Remember me to one who lives there, She once was a true love of mine. Tell her to make me a cambric shirt Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme Without no seams nor needlework Then she'll be a true love of mine Tell her to find me an acre of land Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme Between salt water and the sea strands Then she'll be a true love of mine. Tell her to reap it in a sickle of leather Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme And gather it all in a bunch of heather Then she'll be a true love of mine. Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme. Remember me to one who lives there, she once was a true love of mine.