She Moved Through the Fair

My young love said to me, "My mother won't mind And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind" And she stepped away from me and this she did say "It will not be long, love, till our wedding day"

She stepped away from me and she moved through the fair And fondly I watched her move here and move there

And she turned her way homeward with one star awake

As the swan in the evening moves over the lake

The people were saying, "no two e'er were wed"

But one had a sorrow that never was said

And I smiled as she passed me with her goods and her gear, And that was the last that I saw of my dear.

Last night she came to me, my true love came in

And she came in so easy her feet made no din

As she laid her hands on me and this she did say "It will not be long, love, 'til our wedding day"

No, it wont be long my love.