Oh, the summer time is coming                  D A h

and the trees are sweetly blooming           G A7 D

and the wild mountain thyme                     G A h

grows around the blooming heather          G e G

will you go, Lassie, go?                              D A D 

And we'll all go together                            G A7 D

to pluck wild mountain thyme                    G A h

all around the blooming heather,               G e G

will you go, Lassie, go?                              D A D

I will build my love a tower

near your pure crystal fountainand on it I will pile

all the flowers of the mountain

will you go, Lassie, go?

And we'll all go together

to pluck wild mountain thyme

all around the blooming heather,

will you go, Lassie, go?

If my true love, she were gone,

I would surely find another,

where wild mountain thyme

grows around the blooming heather,

will you go, Lassie, go?

And we'll all go together

to pluck wild mountain thyme

all around the blooming heather,

will you go, Lassie, go?

...So let´s just say for the record, that Irishman Francis McPeake was at least "inspired" by Scottish poet Robert Tannahill. Any proud Scotsman might call it "stealing", any proud Irishman might deny the connection between "The Braes of Balquhidder" and the "Wild Mountain Thyme". As for me, I call both works and artists "creative genius", a worthy offspring of the proud Celtic culture common in both Irish and Scottish history. Btw, I am neither. Why not try being proud without feeling superior?!

...my brother died last friday evening I think of him with that very wonderfull song, it helps to weep for every love I´`ve lost. Go lassie go, we will find another love.