Scarborough Fair lyrics
by Paul Simon
[Verse 1]
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 2]
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt
With parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
No seams and no needle work
And then she'll be a true love of mine