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The Evergreens
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A Bunch of Thyme
Come all ye maidens young and fair All you that are blooming in your prime Always be ware and keep your garden fair Let no man steal away your thyme
For thyme it is a precious thing And thyme brings all things to my mind Thyme with all its labours along with all its joys Thyme brings all things to my mind
Once she had a bunch of thyme She thought it never would decay Then came a lusty sailor who chanced to pass her way He stole her bunch of thyme away
The sailor gave to her a rose Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com A rose that never would decay He gave it to her to keep her reminded Of when he stole her thyme away
Come all ye maidens young and fair All you that are blooming in your prime Always be ware and keep your garden fair Let no man steal away your thyme
For thyme it is a precious thing And thyme brings all things to my mind Thyme with all its labours along with all its joys Thyme brings all things to an end
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