Sprig Of Thyme

[Verso 1]
 
N.C. 
In my garden grew plenty of thyme 
N.C. 
It would flourish by night and by day 
N.C. 
’Til along came a lad and he took all I had 
N.C. 
Stole all my thyme away 
                    Cadd9 
Stole all my thyme away 


[Verso 2]
 
Cadd9 
And I was a damsel fair 
                         G 
But fairer I wished to appear 
     Cadd9        Bb         F           Cadd9 
So I bathed me in milk and I clothed me in silk 
                G         Dm 
I put the sweet thyme in my hair 
  Cadd9         G         Cadd9 
I put the sweet thyme in my hair 


[Verso 3]
 
Cadd9 
In June the red roses in bloom 
                          G 
It was not the flower for me 
    Cadd9         Bb         F          Cadd9 
For I plucked the bud and it pricked me to blood 
                  G      Dm 
As I gazed on the willow tree 
  Cadd9        G      Cadd9 
I gazed on the willow tree 


Interlude: 
C    G  Cadd9 Bb F Cadd9 
G Dm  Cadd9 G Cadd9 


[Verso 4]
 
Cadd9 
Now the willow tree it will twist 
                            G 
And the willow tree it will twine 
    Cadd9         Bb            F            Cadd9 
And I wish I were clasped in my lover’s arms fast 
                 G         Dm 
’Tis he that has stolen my thyme 
     Cadd9 
’Tis he that has stolen my thyme 


[Verso 5]

Cadd9 
And it’s very good drinking of ale 
                                G 
But it’s better for drinking of wine 
    Cadd9         Bb            F         Cadd9 
And I wish I were clasped in my lover’s arms fast 
                 G         Dm 
’Tis he that has stolen my thyme 
Cadd9                      Bb 
’Tis he that has stolen my thyme