Let No Man Steal Your Thyme

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[Verse 1]
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Come, all you fair and tender girls
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That flourish in your prime
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Beware, beware, keep your garden fair
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Let no man steal your thyme
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Let no man steal your thyme

[Verse 2]
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For when your thyme is past and gone
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He'll care no more for you
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And in the place your time was waste
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Will spread all o'er with rue...
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Will spread all o'er with rue

[Verse 3]
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A woman is a branchy tree
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And man's a clinging vine
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And from her branches carelessly
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He'll take what he can find..
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He'll take what he can find

[Verse 4]
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The gardner’s son was standing by
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Three flowers he gave to me
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The pink, the blue, and the violet too
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And the red, red rosy tree
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And the red, red rosy tree

[Verse 5]
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But I forsook the red rose bush
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And gained the willow tree
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So all the world might plainly see
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How my love slighted me
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How my love slighted me

[Verse 6]
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Come, all you fair and tender girls
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That flourish in your prime
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Beware, beware, keep your garden fair
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Let no man steal your thyme
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Let no man steal your thyme