Oh, the summer's in its prime
And the leaves are sweetly blooming,
And the wild mountain thyme
All the mountains is perfuming
Will you go lassie go?

Chorus (after each verse):
And we'll all go together
To pull wild mountain thyme
All around the blooming heather,
Will you go lassie go?
I will build my love a bower
By yon clear crystal fountain.
And on it I will pile
All the flowers of the mountain.
Will you go lassie go?

If my true love he won't go,
I will surely find no other
To pull wild mountain thyme
All around the blooming heather.
Will you go lassie go?