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
Than she'll be a true love of mine.

Tell her to find me an acre of land
Parslley, sage,rosemary,and thyme.
Between the salt water
And the sea strands

Tell her to reap it with a sickle
Of leather
And gather it all in a
Bunch of heather
Than she'll be a true love of mine.