scarborough (parsley, sage)

are you going to scarborough fair?
parsley, sage, rosemary and time…
remember me to the one who lives there…
he once was a true love of mine

tell him to find me an acre of land
parsley, sage, rosemary and time…
between the sea foam and over the sand
then he’ll be a true love of mine

tell him to reap it with a sickle of leather
parsley, sage, rosemary and time…
and then gather it all in a bunch of heather
then he’ll be a true love of mine

parsley to sweeten the bitterness past
sage for strength and time for courage
rosemary’s faithful love’s memory
gathered true love for this lover once mine

love imposes impossible tasks…
parsley, sage, rosemary and time…
though no more than any heart asks
see if he’s a true love of mine
i must know he’s a true love of mine
find him for me
this true love of mine