Let No Man Steal Your Thyme Lyrics - Sandy Denny

Come all you fair and tender girls 

That flourish in your prime, 

Oh beware, beware, keep your garden fair 

And let no man steal your thyme, 

Let no man steal your thyme 

For when your thyme is past and gone, 

He'll care no more for you, 

And every place where your thyme was waste 

Will all spread o're with rue, 

Will all spread o're with rue.