Wild Mountain Thyme

Oh, the summertime is coming and the leaves are sweetly blooming,
And the wild mountain thyme grows around the blooming heather,
Will ye go, lassie, go?
 
Chorus:
And we'll all go together to pluck wild mountain thyme,
All around the blooming heather, Will ye go, lassie, go?
 
I will build my love a tower by yon pure crystal fountain,
And round it I will pile all the flowers of the mountain,
Will ye go, lassie, go?
 
If my true love she were gone, I would surely find another,
To pluck wild mountain thyme all around the blooming heather,
Will ye go, lassie, go?