Wild Mountain Thyme Songtext

von Robyn Hitchcock and The Egyptians

O the summer time is coming
And the leaves are sweetly turning
And the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the purple heather.
Will you go, lassie, go?

If you will not go with me
You know, I'd surely find another
To pull wild mountain thyme,
From all around the purple heather.
Will you go, lassie, go?
And we'll all go together
To pull the wild mountain thyme,
From all around the purple heather.
Will you go, lassie, go?

I will build my love a shrine
At foot of the fountain
O and on it I will pile,
All the flowers of the mountain.
Will you go, lassie, go?
And we'll all go together
To pull the wild mountain thyme,
From all around the purple heather.
Will you go, lassie, go?