Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, Remember me to one who lives there, For she/he once was a true love of mine.
MAN
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt, Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, Without no seam nor needlework, And then she'll be a true love of mine.
Ask her to do me this courtesy, Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, And ask for a like favour from me, And then she'll be a true love of mine.
BOTH
Have you been to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, Remember me from one who lives there, For she/he once was a true love of mine.
WOMAN
Ask him to find me an acre of land, Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, Between the salt water and the sea-strand, For then he'll be a true love of mine.
When he has done and finished his work, Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, Ask him to come for his cambric shirt, For then he'll be a true love of mine.
BOTH
Love imposes impossible tasks, Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, But none more than any heart would ask, I must know you're a true love of mine.