From the recording P E A C E
Traditional English folk song
Arranged by Shawn Kirchner
Lyrics
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
She once was a true love of mine
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Without no seam or needle work
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Then she'll be a true love of mine
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Tell her to wash it in yonder dry well
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Where water ne’er sprung nor drop of rain fell
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Then she’ll be a true love of mine
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Tell her to dry it on yonder thorn
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Which never bore blossom since Adam was born
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Remember me to the one who lives there
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
She once was a true love of mine
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme