A Bunch Of Thyme[C] - Forster and Allen F C7 F Come all ye maidens young and fair Am Gm C7 All you that are blooming in your prime F F7 Bb C7 Always be--ware and keep your garden fair F C7 F Let no man steal away your thyme F C7 F For thyme it is a precious thing Am Gm C7 And thyme brings all things to my mind F F7 Bb C7 Thyme with all its labour's, along with all its joys F C7 F Thyme, brings all things to my mind F C7 F Once she had a bunch of thyme Am Gm C7 And thought it never would de--cay F F7 Bb C7 Then came a lusty sailor, who chanced to pass that way F C7 F He stole her bunch of thyme a--way F C7 F The sailor gave to her a rose F Am Gm C7 A rose that never would de--cay F F7 Bb C7 He gave it to her to keep her re--minded F C7 F Of when he stole her thyme a--way F C7 F So, Come all ye maidens young and fair Am Gm C7 All you that are blooming in your prime F F7 Bb C7 Always be--ware and keep your garden fair F C7 F Let no man steal away your thyme F C7 F For thyme it is a precious thing Am Gm C7 And thyme brings all things to my mind F F7 Bb C7 Thyme with all its labour's, along with all its joys F C7 F Thyme, brings all things to my mind (slowly) F C7 F Yes,Thyme, brings all things to my mind