Parsley, Sage, Rosemary And Thyme

Can you make me a cambric shirt,
  Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Without any seam or needlework ?
  And you shall be a true love of mine.

Can you wash it in yonder well,
  Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Where dew never wet nor water fell ?
  And you shall be a true love of mine.

Can yo dry it on yonder thorn,
  Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Where the sun never shone since Adam was born ?
  And you shall be a true love of mine.


Now you have asked me questions three,
  Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
I hope you will answer as many for me,
  And you shall be a true love of mine.


Can you find me an acre of land,
  Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Between the salt water and the sea sand ?
  And you shall be a true love of mine.

Can you plough it with a ram's horn,
  Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
And sow it all over with peppercorn ?
  And you shall be a true love of mine,

Can you reap it with a sickle of leather,
  Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
And bind it up with a peacock's feather ?
  And you shall be a true love of mine.

And when you are done and finished your work,
  Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Then come to me to get your shirt,
  And you shall be a true love of mine.