My young love said to me
“My mother won’t mind
and my father won’t slight you
for your lack of kind”
And she stepped away from me
and this she did say
“It will not be long love
‘til 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 made her way homeward
With one star awake
As the swan in the evening moves over the lake

Last night she came to me
My dead love came in
So softly she entered her feet made no din
And she laid her hand on me
and this she did say
“It will not be long love
‘til our wedding day”