1. One night upon my rambles
Two miles below Fermoy
I met a farmer’s daughter
All on the mountains high.
I said, My pretty fair maid
Your beauty shines so clear
All on these lonesome mountains,
I’m glad to meet you here.

2. She said, Kind sir be civil,
My company forsake,
For in my own opinion
I fear you are a rake.
And if my parents they should know,
My life they would destroy
For keeping of your company
All on the mountains high.

3. He said, My dear I am no rake
Brought up in Venus’ train,
But I’m seeking for concealment
All on the lonesome plain.
Your beauty so enticed me
I could not pass it by,
So it’s with my gun I’ll guard you,
All on the mountain high.

4. Her cherry cheek and ruby lips
They lost their former dye.
She fainted in his arms there
All on the mountain high.
They hadn’t kissed but once or twice
Till she came to again,
With that she kindly asked him,
Pray tell to me your name.

5. If by chance you look for me
Perhaps you’ll not me find,
For I’ll be in my castle –
Enquire for Reynardine.
Sun and dark she followed him,
His teeth did brightly shine,
And he led her over the mountains,
That sly, bold Reynardine.