Early one morning, just as the sun was rising,
I heard a young girl sing in the valley below.
Oh, don't deceive me, Oh never leave me.
How could you use a poor maiden so?
Remember the promise you made to me so truly,
Remember how tenderly you nestled to me close
Oh, don't deceive me, Oh never leave me.
How could you use a poor maiden so?
Here I now wander alone as I wonder
How is it you leave me here to misery and woe
Oh, don't deceive me, Oh never leave me.
How could you use a poor maiden so?
Soon you will meet with another pretty maiden,
You'll make her a promise, and court her for a while;
Thus ever ranging, turning and changing,
Always on the lookout for another pretty smile
Early one morning, just as the sun was rising,
I heard a young girl sing in the valley below.
Oh, don't deceive me, Oh never leave me.
How could you use a poor maiden so?