Early one morning. Just as the sun was rising. I heard a maid sing. In the valley below. Odon`t deceive me. Onever leave me. How could you use. A poor maiden so ?. Gay is the garland. And fresh are the roses. I`ve culled from the garden. To place upon thy brow. Odon`t deceive me. Onever leave me. How could you use. A poor maiden so ?. Remember the vows. That you made to your Mary. Remember the bower. Where you vowed to be true. Odon`t deceive me. Onever leave me. How could you use. A poor maiden so ?. Thus sang the poor maiden. Her sorrows bewailling. Thus sang the poor maid. In the valley bellow. Odon`t deceive me. Onever leave me. How could you use. A poor maiden so ?