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 needle work Then she'll be atrue love of mine Tell her to find me an acre of land Parsley sage rosemary and thyme Between the salt water and the sea strand 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 to gather it all in a bunch of heather Then she'll be a true love of mine