There may be other songs about this person,this is a portion of the one my father sang.


Oh Dark is the evening
And silent the hour
Pray who is the minstrel
By yonder lone tower
His harp he so tenderly
Playing with skill
Who who should it be
But Young Ned of the Hill

Chorus

Who sings "Lady love,
Won't you come to me now
Won't you come and live merrily
Under the bough
And I'll pillow your head
Where the soft fairies tread
If you will but wed
With young Ned of the Hill


Young Ned of the hill
Has no castle or hall
No yeomen or bowmen
To come at his call
Has shot a bright shaft
For young ned of the Hill


I believe there was another verse about the lady leaving her father's castle and joining him on the mountain.