Traditional
She Moved Through the Fair
His true love said to him
"My mother won't mind
And my father won't fight you
For your lack of kine"
And she drew away from him
And then she did say
It will not be long now
Till our wedding day

Then she drew away from him
And she moved through the fair
And so proudly he watched her
Move here and move there
Then she made her way homeward
With one star awake
Like the sawn in the evenin'
Movin' over the lake

Then one night she went to him
And she softly stepped in
And so softly she moved
That her feet made no din
And she laid her hand on him
And then she did say
"It will not be long now
Till our wedding day"