Who Rides on Yonder Hill?

Who rides on yonder hill? Is it my True Love? Who rides on yonder hill? Is it my True Love? If night is in his hair, And if dawn is in his eyes And if dusk is on his cheek, then 'tis my True Love.

Hasten down into this valley, now, my True Love, Hasten down into this valley now, my True Love; Your lady waits to hear your voice Your lady waits to see your smile Your lady waits to feel the kiss of her True Love.