The Summertime has come And the trees are sweetly blooming And the wild mountain thyme Grows around the blooming heather Will ye go, lassie, go? And we’ll all go together To pull 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 plant All the flowers of the mountain And if my true love she won’t come I will surely find another To pull wild mountain thyme All around the blooming heather I will build my love a shelter On yon high mountain green And my love shall be fairest That the summer sun has seen And we’ll all go together To pull wild mountain thyme All around the blooming heather Will ye go, lassie, go?