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?
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