Wild Mountain Thyme
Wild Mountain Thyme
Francis McPeake
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Notes: "Wild Mountain
Thyme," also commonly known as "Will You Go Lassie, Go"
was first recorded by Francis McPeake in 1957 for the series "As I Roved
Out" on
BBC. We've found conflicting information on whether he actually wrote this
song. Ireland the Songs, Volume 2, pub. 1993
Walton Mfg, Walton Music Inc. says, "He learned it from his uncle, which
gives it definite Ulster credentials." However, Eric Winter writes in the
liner notes
of the 1995 re-release of The Corries: In Concert/Scottish Love Songs:
... this is an elegant variant of a
Scottish song by Robert Tannahill (1774-1819), "The Braes of Balquidder."
The senior member of the McPeake family of Belfast, Francis I, wrote this
version (the tune is markedly different from Tannahill's) and dedicated it
to
his first wife. Long after she died, he married again and his son, Francis
II,
wrote an extra verse to celebrate the marriage.
The younger Francis McPeake still lives in
Belfast and is a well known Uilleann piper. (Thanks to Chris
Caldwell of Aghalee, Co. Antrim for that tidbit.)
I've added an extra, modern verse at the
end, written by Jay Hirshman for his daughter, Rebecca.
Sheet
music
Oh, the summertime is comin',
And the trees are sweetly blooming,
Where the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the blooming heather
Chorus
Will ye go, lassie, will ye go?
And we'll all go together to pick wild mountain thyme
All around the blooming heather.
Will ye go, lassie, will ye go?
I will build my love a bower
By yon pure crystal fountain
And around it I will place
All the flowers of the mountain.
Chorus...
If my true love e'er should leave me
I would surely find another
Where the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the blooming heather.
Chorus...
Oh, the autumn-time is comin',
And the leaves are gently falling,
Where the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the blooming heather
Chorus...
And an extra verse if you're looking for a
happy ending:
Now our daughter's grown up fine
And a suitor comes a callin'
I can see it in her eyes
It's a true love that's blooming