Once I had a sprig of thyme
It grew both night and day
Till a false young man came
A'courting to me
And he stole all
My thyme away

Time it is a precious thing
And time it will grow on
And time will bring
All things to an end
And so does my time grow on

Once I had a sprig of thyme
It grew both night and day
Till a false young man came
A'courting to me
And he stole all
My thyme away

Time it is a precious thing
And time it will grow on
And time will bring
All things to an end
And so my time grows on