Irish Folksongs A Bunch Of Thyme Lyrics

A Bunch Of Thyme Lyrics

Come all ye maidens young and fair

And you that are blooming in your
prime

Always beware and keep your garden fair

Let no man steal away
your thyme



Chorus:

For thyme it is a precious thing

And
thyme brings all things to my mind

nlyme with all its flavours, along with
all its joys

Thyme, brings all things to my mind



Once I and a
bunch of thyme

i thought it never would decay

Then came a lusty
sailor

Who chanced to pass my way

And stole my bunch of thyme
away



Chorus



The sailor gave to me a rose

A rose
that never would decay

He gave it to me to keep me reminded

Of when
he stole my thyme away



Chorus