Oh, the summertime has come
And the trees are sweetly blooming
And the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the blooming heather
Will ye go, Lassie go?

And we´re all go together
To pluck wild mountain thyme
All around the blooming heather
Will ye go, Lassie go?

I will build my love a bower
By yon´ pure crystal fountain
And on it I will spy
All the flowers of the mountain
Will ye go, Lassie go?

And if my true love she won´t go
I will surely find another
To pluck wild mountain thyme
All around the blooming heather
Will ye go, Lassie go?