The summertime is coming
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And the leaves (birds) are sweetly springing (singing)
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And the wild mountain thyme
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Blooms around the purple heather.
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Will you go, lassie, go.
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And we'll all go together
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To pick wild mountain thyme
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All around the bloomin' heather.
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Will you go, lassie, go.
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I will build my love a bower
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By yon clear crystal fountain
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And around it I will place
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All the flowers of the mountain.
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Will you go, lassie, go.
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And we'll all go together
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To pick wild mountain thyme
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All around the bloomin' heather.
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Will you go, lassie, go.
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If my true love she should leave me
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I will surely find another
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To pull wild mountain thyme
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All around the purple heather.
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Will you go, lassie, go.
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And we'll all go together
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To pull wild mountain thyme
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All around the bloomin' heather.
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Will you go, lassie, go.
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Oh the summer time is leaving
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and the leaves are swiftly turning
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and the wild mountian thyme
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throws its seeds by the blooming heather,
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Will you go, lassie, go.
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And we'll all go together
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To pull wild mountain thyme
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All around the bloomin' heather.
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Will you go, lassie, go.
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Wild Mountain Thyme
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| Marianne Faithfull |
