Music by William McPeake
                                                                        Oh the summer time [bad word] And the trees are sweetly blooming
And the wild mountain thyme
Rose around the blooming heather 
                                                                        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 tower
Near the clear crystal fountain
And on it I will pile
All the flowers o' the mountain 
                                                                        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.
                                                                  
If my [bad word] love she were gone
Than I'll surely find another
Where the wild mountain thyme
Rose around the blooming heather
                                                                                                                                                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