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- traditional Scottish song from the 1700’s
- arrangement by Craic in the Stone

Lyrics

O the summer time has come
And the trees are sweetly bloomin'
And the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the bloomin' heather
Will ye go lassie go?

And we'll all go together
To pull wild mountain thyme
All around the bloomin' heather
Will ye go lassie go?

I will build my love a bower
By yon clear crystal fountain
And around it I will pile
All the wild flowers o' the mountain
Will ye go lassie go?

And we'll all go together
To pull wild mountain thyme
All around the bloomin' heather
Will ye go lassie go?

I will range through the wilds
And the deep glen so dreamy
And return wi' their spoils
To the bower o' my dearie
Will ye go lassie go?

And we'll all go together
To pull wild mountain thyme
All around the bloomin' heather
Will ye go lassie go?

If my true love she were gone
I will surely find another
And to her I will sing
Things that make her know I want her
Will ye go lassie go?

And we'll all go together
To pull wild mountain thyme
All around the bloomin' heather
Will ye go lassie go?

O the summer time has come
And the trees are sweetly bloomin'
And the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the bloomin' heather
Will ye go lassie go?

And we'll all go together
To pull wild mountain thyme
All around the bloomin' heather
Will ye go lassie go?

And we'll all go together
To pull wild mountain thyme
All around the bloomin' heather
Will ye go lassie go?
Will ye go lassie go?