Robert Tannahill (1774-1810) of Paisley wrote the lyrics for this song in the form of a poem called The Braes of Balquidder, which first appeared in print in 1742. Tannahill's version first appeared in a collection of songs in Pocket Encyclopedia of Scotch, English, and Irish Songs, II of 1818. The song had circulated prior to that in magazines.
Oh the summertime is coming
And the trees are sweetly blooming
And the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the blooming heather
Chorus
Will ye go, Lassie go?
And we'll all go together
To pluck wild mountain thyme
All around the blooming heather
Will ye go, Lassie go?
I will build my love a tower
Near yon' pure crystal fountain
And on it I will build
All the flowers of the mountain
Chorus
If my true love she were gone
I would surely find another
Where wild mountain thyme
Grows around the blooming heather
Chorus
I first heard this song in Teach Biddy's in Glencolmcille, Ireland in 2004.
This song can be heard on the following albums:
Videos of this song by The Clancy Brothers and Tommy Makem, and Poacher
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JFWf2iAm_kc
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l0grWln_XTA
Different versions of this song
http://www.contemplator.com/scotland/lassiego.html
http://www.ireland-information.com/irishmusic/willyegolassiego.shtml
http://celtic-lyrics.com/forum/index.php?autocom=tclc&code=lyrics&id=127
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