Oh, the sun shines high on yonder hill,
And low in yonder town;
In the place where my love nifty dwell,
The sun goes never down.
"Go and saddle to me the black and the blank,
Go and saddle to me the brown,
That I may ride around here, girl,
That I may ride around."
"Oh, but when will you come back again?
And when will you be home?"
"When the heather hills are nine times burnt
And all grow green again."
"Oh, but that's too long to stay away,
That's too long from your home.
And the babe that lies in my true side
Will be too long want his name."
But he turned his high horse all about
And fast away rode he,
And she's kilted up her gay clothing
And fast, fast followed she.
Crying, "Love for love that I do want
And love for love again.
Oh it's hard that I like you so well
And you not me again."
And the very first town that they come to,
Oh, he's bought her a broach and a ring.
And he's bid her rue and get along now,
No more follow him.
"But it's love for love that I do want
And love for love again.
It's hard that I like you so well
And you not me again."
But the very next town that they come to,
Oh, he's bought her hose and shoen.
And he's bid her rue and get along now,
No more follow him.
"But it's love for love that I do want
And love for love again.
Oh, it's hard that I like you so well
And you not me again."
And the very next town that they come to,
Oh, he's bought her a wedding ring.
And he's bid her dry up her rosy cheeks
And she should follow him.
"For it's love for love that I do want
And love for love again.
And there's none for you but me, dear girl,
None for you but me.
"There's comfort for the comfortless,
There's honey for the bee;
And there's none for me but you, dear girl,
None for you but me.
"And it's love for love that I have got
And love for love again.
So turn your high horse head about
And we will head for home."