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• Artiste: Barbara Dickson
• Titre: She Moves Thro' The Fair
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Oh, my young love said to me "My mother won't mind And my father won't slight you For you lack of kind" And he stepp'd away from me And this he did say "Oh, It will not be long, love 'Till our wedding day" Then he stepped away from me And he moved thro' the fair And so fondly I watch'd him Move here and move there And then he made his homeward With one star awake Like the swan in the evening Moves over the lake Oh, the people were saying You and I never wed But we both shared a secret That never was said And he lay on his deathbed And this he did say "Oh, it will not be long, love Till our wedding day" Last night he came to me My dead love came in And so softly he moved That his feet made no din And he laid his hand on me And this he did say "Oh, it will not be long, love 'Till our wedding day"