Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Remember me to one who lived there
She once was a true love of mine

Tell her to do all the things she can't do
Heartache, hope, yearning, and loss
And to do them twice to prove she is true
Then she can bear this cruel loving cross

Tell her to be what she clearly cannot
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
And to come to me and say what she wants
Then she'll be a true love of mine

Ask me to promise, and you'll get no reply
Heartache, hope, yearning, and loss
But let her know that at least I will try
Then we'll know what true love can cost

Love imposes impossible tasks
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Your heart demands and so you must ask
And I must know if this true love is mine

When you have finished this arduous toil
Heartache, hope, yearning, and loss
Well come to me, before my heart spoils
Else time will toll that true love is lost

Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Remember we two, we surely lived there
We once shared this true love of mine

Traditional & Huw Powell

4/27/18