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 (Tracing of sparrow on the snow crested brown)

Without no seams nor needle work (Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain)

Then she`ll be ture love of main (Sleeps unaware of the clarion call)

Tell her to find me an acre of land (On the side of a hill a sprinkling of leaves)

Parsley'sage'rosemary and thyme (Washes the grave with silvery tears)

Between the salt water and the sea strand (A soldier cleans and publishes a gun)

Then she`ll be a true love of mine

Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather (War bells blazing in scarlet battalion)

Parsley'sage'rosemary and thyme (Generals order their soldiers to kill)

And gather it all in a bunch of heather

Then she`ll be a true love of mine

Are you going to Scar borough Fair

Parsley sage rosemary and thyme

Remember me to one who lives there

She once was a true love of mine