1999-06-01 09:00:00+02 by Dan Lyke 0 comments
On the thyme theme, lyrics with a different bent, Let No Man Steal Your Thyme.
Come all you fair and tender girls
that flourish in your prime, prime
Beware, beware, keep your garden fair
Let no man steal your thyme, thyme (2x)
Obviously I prefer the sentiments expressed in the one further down. Last time we went paddling Todd had a CD of a bunch of Australian bagpipers singing Wild Mountain Thyme (perhaps Todd will refresh me on the group's name). For some reason it's stuck with me. As pick-up lines go it's not terribly subtle, but age has given it a certain sort of raunchy charm. To whit, the chorus:
Will ye go, lassie, go
And we'll all go together
To the wild mountain thyme
All around the bloomin' heather
Will ye go, lassie, go