Are you going to Scarborough Fair?Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme;Remember me to one who lives there,She was once a true love of mine.Tell her to make me a cambric shirt,Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme;Without a seam or needlework,She will be a true love of mine.Tell her to wash it in yonder dry well,Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme;Where never spring water or rain ever fell,She will be a true love of mine.Tell her to dry it on yonder grey thorn,Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme;Which never bore blossom since Adam was born,She will be a true love of mine.Now he has asked me questions three,Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme;I hope he'll answer as many for meBefore he shall be a true love of mine.Tell him to buy me an acre of land,Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme;Betwixt the salt water and the sea sand,Then he shall be a true love of mine.Tell him to plough it with a ram's horn,Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme;And sow it all over with one pepper corn,And he shall be a true love of mine.Tell him to shear it with a sickle of leather,Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme;And bind it up with a peacock feather.And he shall be a true love of mine.Tell him to thrash it on yonder wall,Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme,And never let one corn of it fall,Then he shall be a true love of mine.When he has done and finished his work.Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme:Oh, tell him to come and he'll have his shirt,And he shall be a true love of mine.