Wild Mountain Thyme
words and music by Francis McPeake Oh,
the summer time is coming,
And the trees are blooming, And the wild
mountain thyme Grows around the blooming heather.
Will you go, lassie, will you go?
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 and crystal fountain, And all
around the bower, I'll pile flowers from the mountain.
If my true love, she won't have me, I will surely find another To pull
wild mountain thyme All around the blooming heather.
Oh, the summertime is coming And thre trees are blooming And the wild
mountain thyme Grows around the blooming heather.
KEY C
verse: G-F-C C C F F F F C F G C F F C F chorus:
F C F C C F F C
C F G C F F F C F C F C
Background: Wild Mountain Thyme was written by William Mc peak and finished by his son Francis, The song is not a scottish song it's an Irish song. William Mc Peak was from Belfast and as the ulster scotch dialect is so close to scottish its a common mistake to think the song is scottish. It most certainly is not.
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