June Tabor - Let No Man Steal Your Thyme

Kishore Kumar Hits — June Tabor - Let No Man Steal Your Thyme lyrics

Artist: June Tabor

album: Angel Tiger

Come all ye 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 thyme was waste
Will spread all over with rue
Will spread all over with rue
The gardener's son, standing by
Three flowers he gave to me
The pink, the blue and the violet true
And the red, red rosy tree
And the red, red rosy tree
But I refused the red rose bush
And gained the willow tree
That all the world may plainly see
How my love slighted me
How my love slighted me
A woman is a lofty tree
And man's a clinging vine
And from her branches carelessly
He'll take what he can find
He'll take what he can find
Come all ye 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

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