Scarborough fair

Are you going to Scarborough fair,
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Tyne?
Remember me to the one who lives there,
She once was a true love of mine.
Tell her to make me a Cambridge shirt,
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Tyne,
Without the seems or needle work,
Then she'll be a true love of mine.
Tell her to find me an acre of land,
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Tyne,
Between the salt water and the sea strand,
Then she'll be a true love of mine.
Tell her to reap it in a sickle of leather,
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Tyne,
And to gather it all in a bunch of heather,
Then she'll be a true love of mine.
Are you going to Scarborough fair,
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Tyne?
Remember me to the one who lives there,
She once was a true love of mine.