Lyrics
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme
Remember me to one who lives there;
For he once was a true love of mine.
Can you make me a cambric shirt?
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme
Without any seam, nor needlework;
Then you shall be a true love of mine.
Can you wash it in yonder well?
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme
Which ne'er sprung water, nor rain e'er fell;
Then you shall be a true love of mine.
Can you dry it on yonder thorn?
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme
Which ne'er bore blossom since Adam was born;
Then you shall be a true love of mine.
Now you have asked me questions three.
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme
Pray thee answer the same for me;
Then you shall be a true love of mine.
Can you find me an acre of land?
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme
Between the salt water and the sea sand;
Then you shall be a true love of mine.
Can you plow it with a ram's horn?
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme
And sow it all over with one peppercorn;
Then you shall be a true love of mine.
Can you reap it with a sickle of leather?
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme
And tie it up with a peacock's feather;
Then you shall be a true love of mine.
When you have done and finished your work?
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme
Then come to me for your cambric shirt;
And you shall be a true love of mine.
Love imposes impossible tasks.
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Although not more than any heart asks;
So you shall be a true love of mine.