She Moved Thru' The Fair
Jörgen Elofsson
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
"Oh, it will not be long love
'Til 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 made her way onward
With one star awake
As the swan in the evening
Moves over the lake.
Last night she came to me
She came softly in
So softly she came
Her feet made no din.
And she laid her hand on me
And this she did say
"It will not be long love
'Til our wedding day".