The Wild Mountain Thyme
Oh the summertime is coming
And the trees are sweetly blooming
And the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the purple heather
Will ye go, lassie, go?
And we’ll all go together
To pull wild mountain thyme
All around the blooming heather
Will ye go, lassie, go?
I will build my love a bower
By a pure and crystal fountain
And around it I will plant
All the flowers of the mountain
Will ye go, lassie, go…
If my true love won’t come with me
Then I’ll surely find another
To pull wild mountain thyme
All around the purple heather
Will ye go, lassie, go…
Oh the summertime is coming
And the trees are sweetly blooming
And the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the purple heather
Will ye go, lassie, go…