Will Ye Go, Lassie, Go (Wild Mountain Thyme)
	Traditional. Scheduled for an upcoming Darby CD.
		notes: Another metaphor song. The third verse holds the key: "If my true love were gone I'd find another".
			Will Ye Go, Lassie, Go Words by Robert Tannahil, 1774-1810.             D         G        D                   G                       D Oh, the summertime is comin’, and the trees are sweetly bloomin’             G     A           D                 G              Em        G          Em And the wild mountain thyme grows around the bloomin’ heather            D   G       D                G         D Will ye go, lassie, go; and we’ll all go together               G    A            D            G            Em         G          Em To pluck wild mountain thyme all around the bloomin’ heather            D  G        D Will ye go, lassie, go I will build my love a bower by yon cool crystal fountain And upon it I will pile all the flowers of the mountain If my true love, she were gone, I would surely find another To pluck wild mountain thyme all around the bloomin’ heather