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

On the side of a hill in the deep forest green

Parsely sage rosemary and thyme

Tracing a sparrow on snow-crested ground

Without no seams nor blankets needlework

Then she'll be a true love of mine

Sleeps unaware of the clarion call

Tell her to find me an acre of land

On the side of a hill a sprinkling of leaves

Parsely sage rosemary and thyme

Washed is the ground with so many tears

Between the salt water and the sea strand

A soldier cleans and polishes a gun

Then she'll be a true love of mine

Tell her to reap it in a sickle of leather

Blazing in scarlet battalions

Parsely sage rosemary and thyme

Generals order their soldiers to kill

Gather it all

And to fight for a cause

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