| Song | She Moved Thro' The Fair |
| Artist | Orla Fallon |
| Album | Celtic Woman Presents: The Water Is Wide |
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| 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 | |
| Moved here and move there | |
| Then she made her way homeward | |
| with one star awake | |
| As the swan in the evening | |
| moves over the lake | |
| The people were saying | |
| no two were e´er wed | |
| But one has a sorrow | |
| that never was said | |
| And I smiled as she passed | |
| with her goods and her gear | |
| And that was the last | |
| that I saw of my dear | |
| I dreamt it last night | |
| That my dead love came in | |
| So softly she moved | |
| That her feet made no din | |
| Then she came close beside me | |
| And this she did say | |
| "It will not be long love | |
| till our wedding day" |
| 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 | |
| Moved here and move there | |
| Then she made her way homeward | |
| with one star awake | |
| As the swan in the evening | |
| moves over the lake | |
| The people were saying | |
| no two were e er wed | |
| But one has a sorrow | |
| that never was said | |
| And I smiled as she passed | |
| with her goods and her gear | |
| And that was the last | |
| that I saw of my dear | |
| I dreamt it last night | |
| That my dead love came in | |
| So softly she moved | |
| That her feet made no din | |
| Then she came close beside me | |
| And this she did say | |
| " It will not be long love | |
| till our wedding day" |
| 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 | |
| Moved here and move there | |
| Then she made her way homeward | |
| with one star awake | |
| As the swan in the evening | |
| moves over the lake | |
| The people were saying | |
| no two were e er wed | |
| But one has a sorrow | |
| that never was said | |
| And I smiled as she passed | |
| with her goods and her gear | |
| And that was the last | |
| that I saw of my dear | |
| I dreamt it last night | |
| That my dead love came in | |
| So softly she moved | |
| That her feet made no din | |
| Then she came close beside me | |
| And this she did say | |
| " It will not be long love | |
| till our wedding day" |