LET NO MAN STEAL YOUR THYME, THYME



Come all you fair and tender girls

that flourish in your prime, prime

Beware, beware, keep your garden fair

Let no man steal your thyme, thyme (2x)



For when your thyme it is past and gone

He'll care no more for you, you

And every place where your garden was waste

With spread all over with rue, rue (2x)



A woman is a branchy tree

And a man a single wand, wand

And from her branches carelessly

He takes what he can find, find (2x)



sung by Jean Redpath on Skipping Barefoot and by Robin Roberts

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