Bunch Of Thyme

As last two lines of chorus G D G C D7 G Thyme it is a precious thing G A A7 D D7 (And)Thyme brings all things to my mind G G7 C D D7 Thyme with all its labours, along with all its joys G D D7 G C D7 G Thyme, brings all things to an end. G D D7 G C D7 G Once I had a bunch of thyme G A A7 D D7 I thought it never would decay G G7 C D D7 Until a handsome sailor, he happened to pass by G D D7 G C D7 G And he stole my bunch of thyme away G D G C D7 G My love, my love is like the sun G A A7 D D7 In the pleasant month of June G G7 C D D7 Now I am like a sun that wonders up and down G D D7 G C D7 G But you my love are like the moon G D G C D7 G In June there's a red and rosy bush G A A7 D D7 The sharpest thorns are at its heart G G7 C D D7 Never put your hand in to pick those pretty flowers G D D7 G C D7 G Or else you'll surely feel the smart. G D G C D7 G When I wore my apron low G A A7 D D7 He followed me through frost and snow G G7 C D D7 And now that I wear my apron to my chin G D D7 G C D7 G He sails on by and says nothing. G D G C D7 G There is an ale house in the town G A A7 D D7 Where my true lover sits him down G G7 C D D7 You can see him take those flash girls and sit then on his knee G D D7 G C D7 G And never ever mention me. G D G C D7 G Love, oh love, oh careless love G A A7 D D7 Love, oh love, oh careless love G G7 C D D7 See him take those flash girls and sit them on his knee G D D7 G C D7 G Can't you see what love has done to me. (Unaccompanied) Thyme it is a precious thing Thyme brings all things to my mind G G7 C D D7 Thyme with all its labours, along with all its joys G D D7 G C D7 G Thyme, brings all things to an end.