Scarborough Fair

Midi sequenced by Barry Taylor

Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Remember me to the one who lives there,
For once she was a true love of mine?

Tell her to make me a cambric shirt,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Without a seam or fine needlework,
And then she'll be a true love of mine.

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

Oh, will you find me an acre of land,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme.
Between the sea foam and the sea sand,
Or never be a true love of mine?