Let No Man Steal Your Thyme

Am G Come all ye fair and tender girls C G Am That flourish in your prime G F G Beware, beware, keep your garden fair Am G Am G Let no man steal your thyme__ Am Em Am Let no man steal your thyme G For when your thyme, it is past and gone C G Am He'll care no more for you G F G And every place where your thyme was waste Am G Am G Will spread all over with rue Am Em Am Will spread all over with rue G The gardener's son, standing by C G Am Three flowers he gave to me G F G The pink, the blue and the violet true Am G Am G And the red, red rosy tree Am Em Am And the red, red rosy tree G But I refused the red rose bush C G Am And gained the willow tree G F G That all the world may plainly see Am G Am G How my love slighted me Am Em Am How my love slighted me Am G C G Am G F G Am G Am G Am Em Am Hmmm, hmmm,