Folk & Traditional Song Lyrics www.traditionalmusic.co.uk In My Garden Grew Plenty of Thyme 
In My Garden Grew Plenty of Thyme 
In my garden grew plenty of thyme It would flourish by night and by day Then along came a lad and he took all I had He has stolen my thyme away (2x) 
And I was a damsel fair But fairer I wished to appear So I washed me in milk and I clothed me in silk And I put the sweet thyme in my hair (2x) 
In June the red rose is in bloom But that was no flower for me I plucked at the bud and it pricked me to blood And I gazed on a willow tree (2x) 
And the willow tree it may twist And the willow tree it may twine I would I were clasped in my lover's arms fast For tis he who has stolen my Thyme (2x) 
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sung by the Beers Family on Dumbarton's Drums SOF