Break O Day

You love me, you say, and I think you do,     But I know so many who dont,     And how can I say Ill be true to you     When I know very well that I wont?     I have journeyed long and my goal is far,     I love, but I cannot bide,     For as sure as rises the morning star,     With the break of day Ill ride.     I was doomed to ruin or doomed to mar     The home wherever I stay,     But Ill think of you as the morning star     And they call me Break o Day.     They well might have named me the Fall o Night,     For drear is the track I mark,     But I love fair girls and I love the light,     For I and my tribe were dark.     You may love me dear, for a day and night,     You may cast your life aside;     But as sure as the morning star shines bright     With the break of day Ill ride.     There was never a lover so proud and kind,     There was never a friend so true;     But the song of my life I have left behind     In the heart of a girl like you.     There was never so deep or cruel a wrong     In the land that is far away,     There was never so bitter a broken heart     That rode at the break of day.     God bless you, dear, with your red-gold hair     And your pitying eyes of grey,     Oh! my heart forbids that a star so fair     Should be marred by the Break o Day.     Live on, my girl, as the girl you are,     Be a good and a true mans bride,     For as sure as beckons the evening star     With the fall o night Ill ride.     I was born to ruin or born to mar     The home wherever I light.     Oh! I wish that you were the Evening Star     And that I were the Fall o Night.