Karaoké A Bunch of Thyme Foster & Allen

Come all you maidens young and fair

All you that are blooming in your prime

Always beware and keep your garden fair

Let no man steal away your thyme

Our thyme it is a precious thing

And thyme brings all things to my mind

Thyme with all its flavours 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

A rose that never would decay

He gave it to her to keep her reminded

Of when he stole her thyme away

So come all you maidens young and fair

All you that are blooming in your prime

Always beware 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 flavours along with all its joys

And Thyme brings all things to an end