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 needless work Then she'll be a true love of mine (Sleeps wnaware of the clarion call) Tell her to find me an acre of land parsley sage rosemary and thyme (Washes the grave with silvery tears) 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 (Generals order their soldier to kill) And gather it all in a bunch of heather 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