verse one:
  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.
    verse two:
  Tell her to make me a cambric shirt
  Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
  Without no seams nor needle work
  Then she'll be a true love of mine.
    verse three:
  Tell her to find me an acre of land
  Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
  Between the salt water and the sea strands
  Then she'll be a true love of mine.
    verse four:
  Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather
  Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
  And bind it all in a bunch of heather
  Then she'll be a true love of mine