Wild Mountain Thyme
Oh, the summer time is coming,And the trees are blooming,And the wild mountain thymeGrows around the blooming heather.Will you go, lassie, will you go?And we'll all go togetherTo pull wild mountain thymeAll around the blooming heather,Will you go, lassie, go?I will build my love a bowerBy yon clear and crystal fountain,And all around the bower,
I'll pile flowers from the mountain.I will range through the wild
and the deep glen sae drearyand return wi' my spoilstae the bower of my dearieIf my true love, she won't have me,I will surely find anotherTo pull wild mountain thymeAll around the blooming heather.Oh, the summertime is comingAnd thre trees are bloomingAnd the wild mountain thymeGrows around the blooming heather