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Title
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I once had plenty of thyme
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Singer
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Sawyer, David [Phoebus]
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Song Lyrics
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Verse 1
I once had plenty of thyme,
That in the garden grew,
But that very same place where my thyme was
Is all over run with rue.
Verse 2
I locked the garden gate,
Thinking to keep the key,
But a pretty ploughing boy came along
And stole my thyme away.
Verse 3
The rue is a flourishing thing,
It flourishes night and day,
And I wish I was in that young man's arms,
That stole my thyme away.
Verse 4
I wanted a beautiful flower,
I told them to choose for me,
They chose me the lily, the white violet and the pink,
And it's them I refused all three.
Verse 5
The lily I quite overlooked,
Because it does fade away so soon,
And the violet and the pink I did pass by,
And stayed till the month of June.
Verse 6
In June there's a red rosebud,
And that is the flower for me,
But whilst on the rose I was fixing my eye,
I gained the willow tree.
Verse 7
The willow tree does twist,
And the willow tree does twine,
And I will be as true to my true love,
As the stars in the heavens that shine.
Verse 8
For it's better to be drinking ale,
Far better to be drinking wine,
And I will be as true unto my true love,
As the stars in the heavens that shine.
