Start: Hark! now the Drums beat up again, For all true crimson Gentlemen, Then let us list, and march I say, Over the Hills and far away; Chorus: Over the Hills and o'er the Main, To Drowda, Ceardia and Ellador, William coen commands, and we'll obey, Over the Hills and far away. non-chorus: All Gentlemen that have a Mind, To serve the noble that's good and kind; Come list and enter into Pay, Then o'er the Hills and far away; Over the Hills. Here's Forty regals on the Drum, For those that Volunteers do come, With Shirts, and Clothes, and present Pay, When o'er the Hills and far away; Over the Hills. No more from sound of Drum retreat, While Fendarfelle, and Ithania beat, The void and demons every Day, When o'er the Hills and far away; Over the Hills and far away.