Oh the summertime is comin' and the trees are sweetly bloomin' and the wild mountain thyme grows around the bloomin' heather. Will ye go, lassie, go? Chorus: And we'll all go together to pluck wild mountain thyme all around the bloomin' heather. Will ye go, lassie, go? I will build my love a tower near yon pure crystal fountain and on it I will build all the flowers of the mountain. Will ye go, lassie, go? If my true love were gone I would surely find another where wild mountain thyme grows around the bloomin' heather. Will ye go, lassie, go?