
Irish Folksongs - A bunch of thyme
Tekst :
Come all ye maidens young and fairAnd you that are blooming in your prime
Always beware and keep your garden fair
Let no man steal away your thyme
Chorus:
For thyme it is a precious thing
And thyme brings all things to my mind
nlyme with all its flavours, along with all its joys
Thyme, brings all things to my mind
Once I and a bunch of thyme
i thought it never would decay
Then came a lusty sailor
Who chanced to pass my way
And stole my bunch of thyme away
Chorus
The sailor gave to me a rose
A rose that never would decay
He gave it to me to keep me reminded
Of when he stole my thyme away
Chorus
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
On da grind
[Daz]
It s been a long time since you ve heard from us
Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger, Young Gotti Kurupt
And now we back wit a little rhyme
We can t stop, can t quit, cause we on da grind
[Daz] (Kurupt)
It s been a long time since you ve heard from us
Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger, Young Gotti Kurupt
And now we back wit a little rhyme
We can t stop, can t quit, cause we on da grind
[Daz] (Kurupt)
A rainy night in soho
I ve been loving you a long time
Down all the years, down all the days
And I ve cried for all your troubles
Smiled at your funny little ways
We watched our friends grow up together
And we saw them as they fell
Some of them fell into Heaven
Some of them fell into Hell
I took...
Down all the years, down all the days
And I ve cried for all your troubles
Smiled at your funny little ways
We watched our friends grow up together
And we saw them as they fell
Some of them fell into Heaven
Some of them fell into Hell
I took...
I would be your man
Could it be you re the one?
Maybe I m now the lucky guy
Or should I turn and run?
It s so easy to see that I
Could wash your feet
And fill your womb
And I would be your man
Maybe I m now the lucky guy
Or should I turn and run?
It s so easy to see that I
Could wash your feet
And fill your womb
And I would be your man
Remembering sunday
Woke up from dreaming and put on his shoes
Started making his way past
Two in the morning
He hasn t been sober for days
Leaning now into the breeze
Remembering Sunday, he falls to his knees
They had breakfast together
But two eggs don t last like the feeling of what he needs
Now this place seems...
Started making his way past
Two in the morning
He hasn t been sober for days
Leaning now into the breeze
Remembering Sunday, he falls to his knees
They had breakfast together
But two eggs don t last like the feeling of what he needs
Now this place seems...
A little bit of heaven
Sure, a little bit o Heaven fell from out of the sky one day
And nestled on the ocean in a spot so far away
And the angels found it, sure it looked so sweet and fair
They said suppose we leave it, for it looks so peaceful there!
So they sprinkled it...
And nestled on the ocean in a spot so far away
And the angels found it, sure it looked so sweet and fair
They said suppose we leave it, for it looks so peaceful there!
So they sprinkled it...