Oh, the summer time is coming,

And the trees are blooming,

And the wild mountain thyme

Grows around the blooming heather.





Will you go, lassie, will you go?

And we'll all go together

To pull wild mountain thyme

All around the blooming heather,

Will you go, lassie, go?



I will build my love a bower

By yon clear and crystal fountain,

And all around the bower,

I'll pile flowers from the mountain.



If my true love, she won't have me,

I will surely find another

To pull wild mountain thyme

All around the blooming heather.



Oh, the summertime is coming

And thre trees are blooming

And the wild mountain thyme

Grows around the blooming heather