Traditional Songs of Scotland
Wild Mountain Thyme
Words by Francis McPeake
based on the old Scottish song the "Braes O' Balquidder"
O the summer time has come,
And the trees are sweetly blooming,
And wild mountain thyme,
Grows around the purple heather.
Will ye go, lassie, go?
Chorus:
And we'll all go together,
To pull wild mountain thyme,
All around the purple heather.
Will ye go, lassie, go?
I will build my love a bower,
By yon clear crystal fountain,
And on it I will pile
All the flowers of the mountain.
Will ye go, lassie, go?
Chorus:
I will range through the wilds,
And the deep glens so dreary,
And return with the spoils,
To the bower o' my dearie.
Will ye go lassie go ?
Chorus:
If my true love she'll not come,
Then I'll surely find another,
To pull wild mountain thyme,
All around the purple heather.
Will ye go, lassie, go?
Chorus:
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