A Bunch of Thyme Songtext
von Bles Bridges

Come on you maidens young and fair
All you that are blooming in your prime
Always beware and keep your garden fair
Let no man steal away your thyme
For time it is a precious thing
And time brings all things to my mind
Time with all its labors, along with all its joy
Time brings all things to my mind
Once she had a bunch of thyme
She thought it never would decay
Then came a lusty sailor and chanced to pass her way He stole her bunch of thyme away
The sailor gave her a rose
A rose that never would decay
He gave it to her to keep her reminded
Of when he stole her thyme away
Come on you maidens young and fair
All you that are blooming in your prime
Always beware and keep your garden fair
Let no man steal away your thyme
Let no man steal away your thyme