The sprig of thyme
Wunst I had a sprig of thyme,
It prospered by night and by day
Till a false young man came acourtin' te me,
And he stole all this thyme away.
The gardiner was standiddn by;
I bade him che-oose for me:
He chose me the lily and the violet and the pink,
But I really did refuse them all three.
Thyme it is the prettiest thing,
And time it e will grow on,
And time it'll bring all things to an end
Addend so doz my time grow on.
It's very well drinkin' ale
And it's very well drinkin' wine;
But it's far better sittin' by a young man's side
That has won this heart of mine.
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