Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Remember me to the 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 a seem or needlework
She once was a true love of mine.
Tell her to weave it in a sycamore wood lane
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
And gather it all with a basket of flowers
Then she'll be a true love of mine.
Ask her to buy me an acre of land
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Between some water and the stand
Then she'll be a true love of mine.
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Remember me to the one who lives there
Then she'll be a true love of mine.
Scarborough Fair Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, Remember me to the 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 a seem or needlework She once was a true love of mine. Tell her to weave it in a sycamore wood lane Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, And gather it all with a basket of flowers Then she'll be a true love of mine. Ask her to buy me an acre of land Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, Between some water and the stand Then she'll be a true love of mine. Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, Remember me to the one who lives there Then she'll be a true love of mine. Explain Request ×
Lyrics taken from
/lyrics/q/queensryche/scarborough_fair.html
