She Moved Through the Fair - Peter Hollens

My young love said to me

My mother won't mind

And my father won't slight you

For your lack of kind

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 her way homeward

With one star awake

As the swan in the evening

Move over the lake

The people were saying

No two e'er were wed

But one has 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 dear love came in

So softly she came

That her feet made no din

And she lay her hand on me

And this she did say

"It will not be long love

Till our wedding day"