Hazel Whyte
She Moved Through The Fair
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Scottish Songs and Celtic Ballads
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 kine
And she moved her way from me these words she did say
It will not be long love until our wedding day

All the people were saying that no two were ever wed,
And that one has the sorrow that never was said.
She moved her way from me with her goods and her gear,
But that was the last time that I saw my dear.

And she moved her way from me, and she moved through the fair
So fondly I watched her move here and move there
As  she moved homeward just one star awake
Like a swan in the evening moves over the lake

I dreamt it last night that my dead love came in
So softly she came her feet made no din
She sat close beside me, and this she did say
Oh, it will not be long love until our wedding day
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