True love... True love...

Are you going to Scarborough Fair?

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

Remember me to one who lives there

He was once a true love of mine

Tell him to make me a cambric shirt

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

Without no seams nor needlework

Then he'll be a true love of mine

Tell him to find me an acre of land

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

Between the salt water

And the sea strand

Then he'll be a true love of mine

True love... True love...