Scarborough Fair...

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.



Have him make me a cambric shirt

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme.

Without no seams, nor fine needle work.

Then he'll be a true love of mine.


Tell him to weave it in a sycamore wood lane.

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

Gather it up in a basket of flowers

Then he'll be a true love of mine.


Have him wash it in yonder dry well

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

Where water ne'er sprung, nor drop of rain fell.

Then he'll be a true love of mine

Tell him to to find me an acre of land.

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

Between the sea foam and over the sand.

Then he'll be a true love of mine

Plow the land with the horn of a lamb.

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

Then sow some seeds from north of the dam.

Then he'll be a true love of mine

Have him reap it with a sickle of leather.

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

Gather it up in a bunch of heather.

Then he'll be a true love of mine

If he tells me he can't, then I'll reply.

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

Let me know, that at least he will try.

Then he'll be a true love of mine

Love imposes impossible tasks.

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

Though not more than any heart asks.

And I must know he's true love of mine

When thou has finished thy task.

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

Come to me my hand for to ask.

For then you'll be a true love of mine

Have you been to Scarborough Fair?

Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme,

Remember me from one who lives there,

For he once was a true love of mine.


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