this is the anne briggs version
Come 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 with rue, rue,
Shall spread all o'er with rue.
For woman is a branchy tree
And man a singing vine, vine.
And from her branches carelessly
He takes what he can find, find,
He takes what he can find.
wonderful!
idiomisme 2 months ago
beautiful voice
Oscar301 3 months ago
I'd have to quibble with you over some of the words, but I certainly enjoyed listening to your lovely voice.
DonorAnonymous 9 months ago
Truly a remarkable talent. The shear haunting beauty of this sweet sounding accapella is literally making my skin tingle. A+
coolanddark 1 year ago
....there are no words I find
that by meaning would rhyme
with this divine feeling of mine
that you give when given time..
Thank you!
InvaliDidea123 1 year ago
Gorgeous.
Ursamare 1 year ago
Great voice...
cyberfan5 1 year ago
Восторг!!!!!!!!
TheSowa8 1 year ago
Gave me chills.
ssmark123 1 year ago
Belongs in a movie.
oxboxfox 1 year ago