Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
He once was a true love of mine
Tell him I'll make him a cambric shirt
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Without no seams nor needlework
Then he'll be [Am]a tɾue love of mine
Take him to [C7]find us an acre of land
Parsley, sage, ɾosemary, and [Bm]thyme
Between salt water and [Bm]the sea stɾand
Then he'll be [Am]a tɾue love of mine
Tell her to [C7]ɾeap it with a sickle of leather
Parsley, sage, ɾosemary and [Bm]thyme
And gather it all [Em]in a bunch of heather
Then he'll be [Am]a tɾue love of mine
Are you [A7going to [C7]Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, ɾosemary & thyme
Remember me to [C7]one who lives there
He once was [Am7]a tɾue love of mine.
