The moon shines bright And the stars give a light In a little while it will be day The voice of love it calls upon us all And bids us awake and pray Rise, arise and wake thee rise For life she is calling thee For it might be the mothering of your sweet soul If you open your eyes and see That the life of a man it comes with little plan It flourishes like a flower As tender in the heart into which you're born So cherish your every hour Summertime is coming And the trees are sweetly blooming And the wild mountain thyme Grows around the purple heather Will you go, lassie go And we'll all go together To pluck wild mountain thyme All around the blooming heather For our time is not long Time is an old folk song No longer can we stay Those that remember say Blessed are you all Who make it through this brawl Long life and another good year Blessed are you all Who answer to the call Long life and another good year For the moon shines bright And the stars will be our height Life she is calling thee Rise, arise, wake thee arise And ever more watchful be