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