by Francis McPeake, arranged by the Tannahill
Weavers
If Scottish folk song
has an anthem then this is it; everybody but everybody knows it. So
much so, in fact, that it received the ultimate accolade for a song,
becoming so popular that it became taboo to sing it. Just an example
of the strange things that happen in the music business.
We have recorded this as a tribute to Alex Campbell, who took his music
onto the streets in the days when there were no folk clubs. From
these humble beginnings Alex took his music into almost every known venue
in the western world, in a career that spanned over 25 years and 100
albums. Sadly Alex is no longer with us. He was a man who
blazed the trail for the rest of us. We'll never see his likes
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LYRICS:
Oh the summer time is come and the trees are sweetly bloomin'
And the wild mountain thyme grows amang the bloomin' heather
Will ye go lassie go?
Chorus:
And we'll all go together, to pull wild mountain thyme
All around the bloomin' heather, will ye go lassie go?
I will build my love a bower by yon clear crystal fountain
And on it I will pile a' the flooers o' the mountain
Will ye go lassie go?
Chorus
If my true love she were gone I would surely find another
Where the wild mountain thyme grows amang the bloomin' heather
Will ye go lassie go?
Chorus
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