IN THE VALLEY BELOW
(learned from the Penguin Song Book in about 1956)
(music calligraphy by miriam berg)
Early one morning, just as the sun was rising
I heard a maid a-singing in the valley below.
O don't deceive me, O never leave me,
How could you use a poor maiden so?
Remember the vows that you made to your Mary,
Remember the bower where you promised to be true.
O don't deceive me, (etc.)
O, gay is the garland, and fresh are the roses
I've culled from the garden to bind on thy brow.
O don't deceive me, (etc.)
Thus sang the poor maid, her sorrows bewailing,
Thus sung the maiden in the valley below.
O don't deceive me, (etc.)<