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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