Lyrics She Moves Through the Fair - Carol Thompson
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
laid
her
hand
on
me
and
this
she
did
say
"Oh,
it
will
not
be
long,
lord,
till
our
wedding
day"
And
she
went
away
from
me
and
moved
through
the
fair
And
fondly
I
watched
her
move
here
and
move
there
And
then
she
went
onward,
just
one
star
awake
Like
the
swan
in
the
evening
moves
over
the
lake
Last
night
she
came
to
me,
my
dead
love
came
in
So
softly
she
came
that
her
feet
made
no
din
And
she
laid
her
hand
on
me
and
this
she
did
say
"Oh,
it
will
not
be
long,
lord,
till
our
wedding
day
1 Bonny Portmore / Fanny Power
2 Blind Mary
3 The Peacock's Feather - The Parting Glass
4 The Minstrel's Adieu to his Native Land
5 King of the Fairies
6 Lord Mayo
7 Irish Lullaby
8 Hugh O'Donnel
9 Brian Boru's March
10 All Through the Night
11 Carolan's Welcome
12 Jimmy's Return
13 The Blossom of the Raspberry
14 Black Rosebud
15 She Moves Through the Fair
16 Gentle Annie
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