Scarborough Fair — Simon And Garfunkel

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 (On the side of a hill in the deep forest green) Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme (Tracing a sparrow on snow-crested ground) Without no seams nor needlework Then she'll be a true love of mine (Sleeps unaware of the clarion call)

Tell her to find me an acre of land (On the side of a hill, a sprinkling of leaves) Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme (Washes the ground with so many tears) 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 (War bellows, blazing in scarlet battalions) Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme 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 thyme. Remember me to one who lives there She once was a true love of mine.