Let No Man Steal Your Thyme Lyrics

Let No Man Steal Your Thyme lyrics

Come all you fair and tender girls that flourish in your prime, 

Beware,
beware, keep your garden fair 

Let no man steal your thyme, Let no man
steal your thyme. 

For when your thyme it is past and gone 

He'll
care no more for you,

And every place where your garden was waste 

With spread all over with rue, With spread all over with rue 

A woman
is a branchy tree And a man a single wand, wand 

And from her branches
carelessly He takes what he can find. He takes what he can find He takes what
he can find