Scarborough Fair - My Dying Bride

Are you going to scarborough fair?

Parsley, sage, rosemary & thyme

Remember me to one who lives there

She once was a true love of mine

Tell her to make me a cambric shirt

Parsley, sage, rosemary & thyme

Without no seams nor needlework

Then she’ll be a true love of mine

Tell her to find me an acre of land

Parsely, sage, rosemary, & thyme

Between the salt water and the sea strand

Then she’ll be a true love of mine

Tell her to reap it in a sickle of leather

Parsely, sage, rosemary & thyme

And to gather it all in a bunch of heather

Then she’ll be a true love of mine

Are you going to scarborough fair?

Parsley, sage, rosemary & thyme

Remember me to one who lives there

She once was a true love of mine