The wild mountain thyme that grows around my door
Has grown there for two score years or more
But I've grown weary waiting for love to say,
Come my way, come my way.

The brook that sings and twinkles in the sun
Has danced this mercy bounce since time begun
But o how weary and how long the day
Will he say, come my way.

Lovers all around, I wish you joy,
Happiness to every girl and boy.
But sometimes spare a thought of me and say
Love come her way, come my way.

• Cockleshells
• Come My Way[Version 2]
• Green Are Your Eyes
• How Should I Your True Love Know
• Lullaby
• Mary Ann[Version 2]
• North Country Maid
• Sally Free & Easy
• Scarborough Fair
• She Moved Thu' The Fair
• Sunny Goodge Street
• The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face[Version 2]
• The Last Thing on My Mind
• The Most of What is Least
• Wild Mountain Thyme