Sprig Of Thyme

[Verso 1] N.C. In my garden grew plenty of thyme N.C. It would flourish by night and by day N.C. ’Til along came a lad and he took all I had N.C. Stole all my thyme away Cadd9 Stole all my thyme away [Verso 2] Cadd9 And I was a damsel fair G But fairer I wished to appear Cadd9 Bb F Cadd9 So I bathed me in milk and I clothed me in silk G Dm I put the sweet thyme in my hair Cadd9 G Cadd9 I put the sweet thyme in my hair [Verso 3] Cadd9 In June the red roses in bloom G It was not the flower for me Cadd9 Bb F Cadd9 For I plucked the bud and it pricked me to blood G Dm As I gazed on the willow tree Cadd9 G Cadd9 I gazed on the willow tree Interlude: C G Cadd9 Bb F Cadd9 G Dm Cadd9 G Cadd9 [Verso 4] Cadd9 Now the willow tree it will twist G And the willow tree it will twine Cadd9 Bb F Cadd9 And I wish I were clasped in my lover’s arms fast G Dm ’Tis he that has stolen my thyme Cadd9 ’Tis he that has stolen my thyme [Verso 5] Cadd9 And it’s very good drinking of ale G But it’s better for drinking of wine Cadd9 Bb F Cadd9 And I wish I were clasped in my lover’s arms fast G Dm ’Tis he that has stolen my thyme Cadd9 Bb ’Tis he that has stolen my thyme