[bad word] all you fair and tender ladies
 All you who flourish in your prime
 Beware take care, keep your garden fair
 Let no man steal your thyme,
 Let no man steal your thyme, 

 For when your thyme is past and gone
 He'll care no more for you
 And in the place where your thyme was waste
 He'll spread all o'er [bad word]  
 He'll spread all o'er [bad word]  

 woman is a branchy tree
 And man's a clinging vine
 And from her branches carelessly
 He'll take what he can find
 He'll take what he can find  [bad word] all you fair and tender ladies
 All you who flourish in your prime
 Beware take care, keep your garden fair
 Let no man steal your thyme,
 Let no man steal your thyme,