Scarborough Fair Lyrics

Are you going to Scarborough Fair?

Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme

Remember me to one who lived there

He was once a true love of mine

Tell him to find me an acre of land

Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme

Between the sea foam and over the sand

Then he'll be a true love of mine

Plough the land with the horn of a lamb

Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme

Then sow some seeds from north of the dam

Then he'll be a true love of mine

Have him reap it with a sickle of leather

Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme

Gather it up in a bunch of heather

Then he'll be a true love of mine

Love imposes impossible tasks

Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme

Though not more than any heart asks

And I must know he's a true love of mine

Have you been to Scarborough Fair?

Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme

Remember me from the one who lives there

For he once was a true love of mine