Have you been to Scarborough Fair Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme. Remember me to one that lives there Have you been to Scarborough Fair Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme. Remember me to one that lives there For once she once was a true lover of mine. Tell her to make me a cambric shirt Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme. One with no seams, of fine needlework And then she'll be a true lover of mine. Tell her to dry it 'pon yonder thorn Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme. That never bore fruit since Adam was born And then she'll be a true lover of mine. Ah, can you find me an acre of land Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme. Between the salt sea and the sea sand Or never be a true lover of mine. And can you plough it with a sheep's horn Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme. And sow it all over with one peppercorn Or never be a true lover 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 then you'll be a true lover of mine.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.