D G D
Oh the summer time is coming
G A D
and the trees are sweetly blooming,
G F#m Bm
and the wylde mountain thyme
G Em G
grows around the blooming heather,
D G D
Will ye go, lassie, go?
G A7 D
And we’ll all go together
G F#m Bm
to pull wylde mountain thyme,
G Em G
all around the blooming heather,
D G D
Will ye go, lassie, go?
I will build my love a bower
by yon pure and crystal fountain
and around it I will pile
all the flowers of the mountain,
Will ye go, lassie, go?
If my true love were to leave me,
I would surely find another,
where the wylde mountain thyme
growes around the blooming heather,
Will ye go, lassie, go?
Oh, the summertime is leaving,
and the leaves are fiery burning,
and the wylde mountain thyme
casts its seeds by the purple heather,
Will ye go, lassie, go?