Gregorian: "Scarborough Fair" Lyrics

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.