| Song | Let No Man Steal Your Thyme |
| Artist | Pentangle |
| Album | The Lost Broadcasts 1968-1972 |
| Come all you fair and tender girls | |
| That flourish in your prime | |
| Beware, beware, keep your garden fair | |
| Let no man steal your thyme | |
| Let no man steal your thyme | |
| For when your thyme is past and gone | |
| He'll care no more for you | |
| And in the place your time was waste | |
| Will spread all over with rue | |
| Will spread all over with rue | |
| A woman is a branchy tree | |
| And man's a clinging vine | |
| And from her branches carelessly | |
| He'll take what he can find | |
| He'll take what he can find | |
| He'll take what he can find |