Are you going to Scarborough Fair? 
 Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme 
 Remember me to one who lives there 
 He once was a true love of mine 
    Tell him to make me a cambric shirt 
 Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme 
 Without a seam nor needlework 
 Then he'll be a true love of mine   
 Tell him to find me an acre of land 
 Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme 
 Between salt water and the sea strand 
 Then he'll be a true love of mine   
 Tell him to reap it in a sickle of leather 
 Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme 
 And gather it all in a bunch of heather 
 Then he'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 
 He once was a true love of mine