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 time away

Time it is a precious thing
And time it will go on
And time will bring all things to an end
And so does my thyme 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 time away

Time it is a precious thing
And time it will go on
And time will bring all things to an end
And so my thyme grows on