1. While the dawn on the mountain was misty and grey, My true love has mounted his steed, and away Over hill, over valley, o'er dale and o'er down, Heav'n shield the brave Gallant that fights for the Crown!

2. He has doffed the silk doublet, the breastplate to bear, He has placed the steel cap o'er his long flowing hair, From his belt to his stirrup his broadsword hangs down; Heav'n shield the brave Gallant that fights for the Crown!

3. Now joy to the crest of the brave cavalier! By his banner unconquered, resistless his spear, Till in peace and in triumph his toils he may drown In a pledge to fair England, her Church and her Crown.

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