Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Once there was a true love of mine
Fa la la, la la la la la
There were three sisters fair and bright
Jennifer, Nelly and Rosemary
They three loved one valiant knight
As the dew clings to the mulberry tree
He knocked at the ladies’ gate
One evening when it was late
The eldest sister let him in
Barred the door with a silver pin
The second sister made his bed
Placed soft pillows under his head
Now the youngest spoke boldly:
‘I pray, sir knight, will you marry me?’
‘Come, pretty Nelly, sit down by me
Every rose grows merry with time
If you answer these questions three
Thou wilt be a true love of mine.’
‘Kind sir, with love, O then,’ quoth she.
‘Tell me what your questions be?’
‘What is greener than the grass?
What is blacker than the night?’
‘Envy is greener than the grass
Evil’s heart is blacker than night.’
‘What is louder than a horn?
What is sharper than a thorn?’
‘Thunder is louder than a horn
Hunger is sharper than a thorn.’
‘What is broader than the way?
What is deeper than the sea?’
‘Love is broader than the way
Love is deeper than the sea.’
After all was verified
Made of her his lovely bride
So now, fair maidens all, adieu
This song, I dedicate to you
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Once there was a true love of mine
Fa la la, la la la la la (ooh).