Early One Morning

<br>Early one morning, just as the sun was rising,<br>I heard a maid singing in the valley below;<br>"O don`t deceive me,<br>O do not leave me!<br>How could you use a poor maiden so?"<br><br>"O gay is the garland, fresh are the roses<br>I`ve culled from the garden to bind on thy brow.<br>O don`t deceive me,<br>O do not leave me!<br>How could you use a poor maiden so?"<br><br><br>"Remember the vows that you made to your Mary,<br>Remember the bow`r where you vow`d to be true;<br>O don`t deceive me,<br>O never leave me!<br>How could you use a poor maiden so?"<br><br><br>Thus sung the poor maiden, her sorrow bewailing,<br>Thus sung the poos maiden in the valley below;<br>"O don`t deceive me,<br>O do not leave me!<br>How could you use a poor maiden so?"