My young love said to me,My parents won't mind
And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind.
Then 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.
Then she went her way homeward with one star awake,
as the swan in the evening moved over the lake.
The people were saying, no two were e're wed
But one had a sorrow that never was said.
She went her way home ward with her goods and her gear.
And that was the last that I saw of my dear.
Last night she came to me, my dead love came in
So softly she came that her feet made no din.
Then she put her hand on me and this, she did say
It will not be long love till our wedding day.
And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind.
Then 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.
Then she went her way homeward with one star awake,
as the swan in the evening moved over the lake.
The people were saying, no two were e're wed
But one had a sorrow that never was said.
She went her way home ward with her goods and her gear.
And that was the last that I saw of my dear.
Last night she came to me, my dead love came in
So softly she came that her feet made no din.
Then she put her hand on me and this, she did say
It will not be long love till our wedding day.