Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there,
For once she was a true love of mine.
Have her make me a cambric shirt,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Without a seam or fine needle work
And then she'll be a true love of mine.
Have her wash it in yonder dry well,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Where ne'er a drop of water e'er fell,
And then she'll be a true love of mine.
If she tells me she can't, I'll reply,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Let me know that at least she will try
And then she'll be a true love of mine.
Dear, when thou hast finished the task,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Come to me, my hand for to ask,
For thou then art a true love of mine.
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