My 14thC version:
Over the Hills and Far Away

Hark now the drums beat up again
For all true archers - yeomen
So let us list and march I say
N' go over the hills and far away

Chorus:
O' the hills, and o'er the plane To Flanders, France and now to Spain Prince of Wales commands and we obey
Over the hills and far away
Chorus:

There's forty shillings on the drum
For those that volunteer to come
'Tis archers all shall win the day
Over the hills and far away
Chorus:

Come yeomen that do have a mind
To serve a King that's good and kind
Come list and enter in to pay
N' go over the hills and far away
Chorus:

When duty calls me I must go
To stand and face another foe
But part of me will always stray
Over the hills and far away
Chorus:
O' the hills, and o'er the plane To Flanders, France and now to Spain Prince of Wales commands and we obey
Over the hills and far away

If I should fall to raise no more
As many others have before
Then ask the drums and pipes to play
Over the hills and far away
Chorus:

So fall in lads behind the drum
With colours blazing like the sun
We'll feather the foe come what may
Over the hills and far away
Chorus: