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 a true love of mine. 

Tell her to find me an acre of land 
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme 
Between the salt water and the sea strands 
Then she'll be a true love of mine. 

Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather 
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme 
And bind it all in a bunch of heather 
Then she'll be a true love of mine.