Scarborough fair

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,
Parsley, sage rosemary and thyme;
Without any seam or fine needlework,
And then she 'll be a true love of mine.

Tell her to wash it yonder dry well,
Parsley, sage rosemary and thyme;
Where water ne'er sprung, nor drop of rain fell
And then she 'll be a true love of mine.

Tell her to dry it on yonder thron,
Parsley, sage rosemary and thyme;
Which never bore blossom since Adam was born,
And then she 'll be a true love of mine.

And when you have done and finished your work,
Parsley, sage rosemary and thyme;
Then come to me for your cambric shirt,
And you shall be a true love of mine.