was going
to Scarborough Fair
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Remember me to one who was there
She once was a true love of mine
Are you going to the fair?
Till her lips meet at the sink of morning
I miss them all
Was this strange rosemary and thyme
Where we made love so passionately
She once was a true love of mine
Will she be my true love?
Are you going to the fair?
Are you going to the fair?
Are you going to the bath?
Are you going to the bath?
Tell her that I need her
And tell her that I want her
Tell her that I just can't live
another day without her
Please, please tell her to come and be with
me again
Tell her that I love her
An d tell her that I miss her
I just want to kiss my
baby one more time
Oh girl, she's always on my mind
Tell her that I love her
Tell her, tell her I miss her
If you see her, let her know
I'm waiting, waiting for her to return,
oh my heart, burns.