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
