Traditional Irish Folk
She Moved Through the Fair
[Verse 1]
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 now, 'til our wedding day."

[Verse 2]
And she stepped away from me and she moved through the fair
And fondly I watched her move here and move there
And she turned away homewards with one star awake
Like the swan in the evening moves over the lake

[Verse 3]
But the peoplе said to me, "No two e'er wеre 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's the last that I saw of you, my dear

[Verse 4]
Last night, she came to me, my dead love came in
So softly she moved that her feet made no din
And she laid down beside me and this she did say
"It will not be long now, 'til our wedding day."