Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Remember me to one who lives there She once was a true love of mine Tell her to make me a cambric shirt Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Without any thread or needlework in it And she shall be a true love of mine Tell her to wash it in yonder well Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Where water ne'er sprung nor a drop of rain fell Then she shall be a true love of mine Tell her to plough me an acre of land Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Between the sea and the salt sea strand And she shall be a true love of mine Tell her to plough it with one ram's horn Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme And to sow it all over with one peppercorn And she shall be a true love of mine Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme And tie it all up with a tomtit's feather And she shall be a true love of mine Tell her to gather it all in a sack Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme And carry it home on a butterfly's back. Then she shall be a true love of mine
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