[Verse]
The morn was breaking bright and fair,
The lark sang in the sky,
When the maid she bound her golden hair,
With a blithe glance in her eye.

For who beyond the gay green wood,
Was waiting her with joy,
Oh, who but her gallant Renardine,
On the mountains of Pomeroy.

[Chorus]
An outlawed man in a land forlorn,
He scorned to turn and fly,
But he kept the cause of freedom safe,
Up on the mountains high.

[Verse]
Full often in the dawning hour,
Full often in twilight brown,
He met the maid in the woodland bower,
Where the streams came foaming down.

For they were faithful in a love,
No war could e'er destroy,
No tyrant law touched Renardine,
On the mountains of Pomeroy.

[Chorus]
An outlawed man in a land forlorn,
He scorned to turn and fly,
But he kept the cause of freedom safe,
Up on the mountains high.

[Verse]
"Dear love," she said, "I'm so afraid,
For the foeman's force and you,
They've tracked you in the lowland plain
And all the valley through."

"My kinsmen frown when you are named.
Your life they would destroy,
Beware, they say, of Renardine,
On the mountains of Pomeroy"

[Chorus]
An outlawed man in a land forlorn,
He scorned to turn and fly,
But he kept the cause of freedom safe,
Up on the mountains high.

[Verse]
"Fear not, fear not, sweetheart," he cried,
"Fear not the foe for me,
No chain shall fall, whate'er betide,
On the arm that would be free.

Oh, leave your cruel kin and come,
When the lark is in the sky,
It's with my gun, I'll guard you,
On the mountains of Pomeroy."

[Chorus]
An outlawed man in a land forlorn,
He scorned to turn and fly,
But he kept the cause of freedom safe,
Up on the mountains high.

[Verse]
The morn has come, she rose and fled,
From her cruel kin and home,
And bright the wood, and rosy red,
And the tumbling torrent's high.

But the mist came down and the tempest roared,
And did all around destroy;
And a pale, drowned bride met Renardine,
On the mountains of Pomeroy.

[Chorus]
An outlawed man in a land forlorn,
He scorned to turn and fly,
But he kept the cause of freedom safe,
Up on the mountains high.

[Chorus]
An outlawed man in a land forlorn,
He scorned to turn and fly,
But he kept the cause of freedom safe,
Up on the mountains high.