Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary & 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 & thyme
tracing of sparrow on the snow crested brown
Without no seams nor needlework
>blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain
Then she′ll be a true love of mine
sleeps unaware of the clarion call
Tell her to find me an
