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Oh, the summer time is come, And the trees are sweetly blooming, And the wild mountain thyme grows around the purple heather.
Chorus: Will you go, lassie, go? And we'll all go together To pick wild mountain thyme All around the blooming heather, Will you go lassie, go?
I will build my love a bower By yon crystal fountain, And on it I will pile All the flowers of the mountain.
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If my true love will not go, I will surely find another where the wild mountain thyme grows around the purple heather.
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I will build my love a shelter by yon mountain green, and by love will be the fairest That the summer sun has seen.
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