(Are you going to Scarborough Fair)
Parsley Sage, Rosemary and Thyme,
Once there was a true love of mine.
Fa la la la, fa la la la ra re

THERE were three sisters fair and bright,
Jennifer, Nelly and Rosemaree
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 thy 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.
( together )
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, fa la la la ra re