Oh, the summer time is coming
And the trees are sweetly blooming
And the wild mountain thyme
Grows amang the purple heather

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Will ye go, lassie, go?
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 bower
By yon clear crystal fountain
And on it I will pile
All the flo'oers o' the mountain

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If my true love she should leave me
I would surely find another
Where the wild mountain thyme
Grows amang the purple heather

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