Letra

Oh, the summertime is coming And the leaves are sweetly turning And the wild Mountain Thyme Blooms across the purple heather Will you go, lassie, go? If you will not go with me I will surely find another To pull wild Mountain Thyme All across the purple heather Will you go, lassie, go? And we'll all go together To pull wild Mountain Thyme All across the purple heather Will you go, lassie, go? And we'll all go together To pull wild Mountain Thyme All across the purple heather Will you go, lassie, go?
Writer(s): Francis Mcpeake, Jimme O'neill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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