She Moved Through the Fair - Bert Jansch

My young love said to me

My mother won’t mind

And my father won’t slight you

For your lack of kind

She moved away from me

These words she did say

«It will not be long, love

Till our wedding day»

All the people were saying

That no two were ever wed

And one has a sorrow

That never was said

I smiled as she passed me

With her goods and her gear

And that was the last time

I saw of my dear

As she moved away from me

And she moved through the fair

So fondly I watched her

Move here and move there

And she moved her way homeward

With one star awake

Mighty swan in the evening

Moved over the lake

I dreamt it last night

That my sweet love came in

So softly she came

That her feet made no din

I sat there close beside her

And this she did say

«It will not be long, love

Till our wedding day»