From the recording Moorland Winds
My young love said to me:
"My mother 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
And she turned her way homeward With one star awake
As the swan in the evening
Moves over the lake.
The people were saying
No two e'er were wed
But one has a sorrow
That never was said
And she smiled as she passed me With her goods and her gear
And that was the last That I saw of my dear.
I dreamed it last night That my true love came in So softly she entered
Her feet made no din
She came close beside me And this she did say:
"It will not be long, love, Till our wedding day."