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Originally written with the name "The Braes of Balquhither" by Scottish poet Robert Tannahill (1774–1810) and Scottish composer Robert Archibald Smith it later became Wild Mountain Thyme (Will ye Go Lassie Go) If you enjoy this music consider buying me a one off coffee at: https://ko-fi.com/patrickdexter Or become a patron and have access to all my music to download or listen to any time at: www.patreon.com/patrickdexter Here played on Cello in the Irish Countryside. "Wild Mountain Thyme" (also known as "Purple Heather" and "Will Ye Go, Lassie, Go?") is an Scottish/Irish folk song of Scottish origin. The lyrics and melody are a variant of the song "The Braes of Balquhither" by Scottish poet Robert Tannahill (1774–1810) and Scottish composer Robert Archibald Smith (1780–1829), but were adapted by Belfast musician Francis McPeake (1885–1971) into "Wild Mountain Thyme" and first recorded by his family in the 1950s. Tannahill's original song, first published in Robert Archibald Smith's Scottish Minstrel (1821–24), is about the hills (braes) around Balquhidder near Lochearnhead. Lyrics Oh the summertime is coming And the trees are sweetly blooming And the wild mountain thyme Grows around the blooming heather 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 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? If my true love she were gone I would surely find another To pluck wild mountain thyme Grows around the blooming heather 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? Let us go, lassie, go