Originally by Simon & Garfunkel
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 no seams nor needle work,
Then he’ll be a true love of mine.
Tell him to find me an acre of land
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme;
Between the salt water and the sea strands,
Then he’ll be a true love of mine.
Tell him to reap it with 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.