Early One Morning - Eva Cassidy

Early one morning

As the sun was rising

I heard a voice in the walley below

Don’t decieve me

Don’t you leave me

How could you treat

A poor girl so?

Early one morning

I saw her walking

I heard a voice in the walley below

Don’t decieve me

Don’t you leave me

How could you treat

A poor boy so?

So I sit on yonder hill

And I wonder if anyone

Thinks of me still

Why did you leave me?

Why did you decieve me?

How could you treat

A poor girl so?

If anyone thinks of me still

Why did you leave me?