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 "Oh, 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 onward With one star awake As the swan in the evening Moves over the lake. Last night she came to me She came softly in So softly she came 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".