Oh, the summer time is coming
And the trees are sweetly blooming
And the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the blooming heather
Will you go, la**ie, go?
And we'll all go together
To pull wild mountain thyme
All around the blooming heather
Will you go la**ie, go?
I will build my love a bower
By yon clear and crystal fountain
And on it I will pile
All the flowers of 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 summer time is coming
And the trees are sweetly blooming
And the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the blooming heather