Oh, the summertime is coming
And the leaves are sweetly blooming,
And the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the purple heather.
Will you go, Larry, go?
And we'll all go together
To pull wild mountain thyme
And all around the purple heather.
Will you go, Larry, go?
If my true love, he won't go,
I will surely find another
To pull wild mountain thyme
And all around the purple heather.
Will you go, Larry, go?
And we'll all go together
To pull wild mountain thyme
All around the purple heather.
Will you go, Larry, go?
I will build, my love, a tower
By the pure and youngest fountain.
On and on, if I'll pull
All the flowers of the mountain,
Will you go, Larry, go?
And we'll all go together
To pull wild mountain thyme
And all around the purple heather.
Will you go, Larry, go?