Are you going to Scarborough Fair
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Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.
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Remember me to one who lives there
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For she was once a true love of mine.
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Tell her to make me a cambric shirt
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Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.
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without a seam, or fine needlework
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And then she'll be a true love of mine.
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Tell her to dry it on yonder thorn
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Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.
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That never bore fruit since Adam was born
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And then she'll be a true love of mine.
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tell her to find me an acre of land
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Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.
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Between the salt sea and the sea sand
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Or never be a true love of mine.
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tell her to reap it with a sheep's horn
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Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.
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And sow it all over with one peppercorn
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Or never be a true love of mine.
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And when you have done and finished your work
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Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.
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Then come to me for your cambric shirt
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And then you'll be a true love of mine.
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Scarborough Fair
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| Marianne Faithfull |
