sinead o’connor - she moved through the fair [live 1997] kieransirishmusicandsurvival

sinead o’connor - she moved through the fair [live 1997] superb Verse 1 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. Verse 2 She stepped away from me And she moved through the fair And fondly I watched her Move here and move there. And then she made her way homeward, With one star awake, As the swan in the evening Moved over the lake. Verse 3 The people were saying, No two e’er were wed But one had a sorrow That never was said. And I smiled as she passed With her goods and her gear, And that was the last That I saw of my dear Verse 4 Last night she came to me, My dead love came in. So softly she came That her feet made no din. As she laid her hand on me, And this she did say: It will not be long, love, ’Til o