Let No Man Steal Your Thyme (исполнитель: Anne Briggs)
[bad word] all you fair and tender girls That flourish in your prime, prime, Beware, beware, if you're good and fair Let no man steal your thyme, thyme, Let no man steal your thyme. For when your thyme it is past and gone He'll care no more for you, you. And every place where your thyme was waste Shall spread all o'er [bad word] [bad word] Shall spread all o'er [bad word] For woman is a branchy tree And man a clinging vine, vine. And from her branches carelessly He takes what he can find, find, He takes what he can find.