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She Moved Through The Fair - Celtic Spirit/Petrina Johnson
I once had a sweetheart I loved her right well
I loved her far better than my tongue can tell
Her parents did slight me for the want of guile
Adieu to all pleasure since I lost my dear
She went away from me and moved through the fair
Where hand-clapping dealers' loud shouts rent the air
The sunlight around her did sparkle and play
Saying"It will not be long love 'til our wedding day"
When dew falls on meadows and moths fill the night
When glow from the greesach on half-froze half-light
I'll slip from my casement and I'll run away
Then it will not be long love 'til our wedding day
I dreamed last night that my love came in
She came in so easy her feet made no din
She came stepping up to me and this she did say
"It will not be long love 'til our wedding day"
'Til our wedding day
