She Moved Through The Fair - Gregory Moore

作曲：Traditional

My young love said to me

My mother won't mind

And my father won't slight you

For your lack of kind

Then 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 went homeward

With one star awake

Like the swans in the evening

Move over the lake

And the people were saying

No two were wed

But one has a sorrow

That never was said

And I smiled as she passed

With his goods and his gear

And that was the last

That I saw of my dear

Last night she came to me

My dead true love came in

So softly she came

That her feet made mo din

And she came close upon me

And this she did say

It would not be long love

'Till our wedding day