[Verse 1]
In my garden grew plenty of thyme
It had flourished by night and by day
O'er the wall came a lad and he took all I had
He stole my thyme away
He stole my thyme away

[Verse 2]
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
I put the sweet thyme in my hair

[Verse 3]
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 the willow tree
I gazed on the willow tree

[Verse 4]
And the willow tree it will twist
And the willow tree it will twine
I would I were clasped in my lover's arms fast
For 'tis he that has stolen my thyme
For 'tis he that has stolen my thyme
[Verse 5]
In my garden grew plenty of thyme
It had flourished by night and by day
O'er the wall came a lad and he took all I had
He stole my thyme away
He stole my thyme away