Are you going to Scarbourough 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 any seam or fine nedlework,
and then she'll be a true love of mine

Tell her to wash it yonder dry well,
parsley, sage, Rosemary and thyme
Where water ne'er sprung, nor drop of rain fell,
and then she'll be a true love of mine

Tell her to dry it 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

Oh, will you find me an acre of land,
parsley, sage, Rosemary and thyme
Between the sea foam and the sea sand,
or never be a true love of mine