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Oh, the summertime has come And the trees are sweetly bloomin' And the wild mountain thyme Grows around the purple heather 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 Near yon pure crystal fountain And on it I will pile All the flowers of the mountain If my true love she were gone I would surely find another To pick wild mountain thyme From around the purple heather Will you go, Lassie, go? From Letras Mania