Sarah Brightman

Early one morning, just as the sun was rising,
I heard a maid singing in the valley below;
-O dont deceive me,
O do not leave me.
How could you use a poor maiden so?
O gay is the garland, fresh are the roses
Ive culled from the garden to bind on thy brow.
O dont deceive me,
O do not leave me!
How could you use a poor maiden so?
Remember the vows that you made to your Mary,
Remember the bowr where you vowd to be true;
O dont deceive me,
O never leave me!
How could you use a poor maiden so?
Thus sung the poor maiden, her sorrow bewailing,
Thus sung the poos maiden in the valley below;
-O dont deceive me,
O do not leave me!
How could you use a poor maiden so?
[ Early One Morning Lyrics ]