Scarborough Fair Songtext / Lyric

Scarborough Fair



Are you going to Scarborough Fair?

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,

Remember me to the 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 a seem or needlework

She once was a true love of mine.






Tell her to weave it in a sycamore wood lane

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,

And gather it all with a basket of flowers

Then she'll be a true love of mine.



Ask her to buy me an acre of land

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,

Between some water and the stand

Then she'll be a true love of mine.



Are you going to Scarborough Fair?

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,

Remember me to the one who lives there

Then she'll be a true love of mine.