My young love said to me, "My mother won't mind,
and my father won't slight you for your lack of kind."
She came close beside 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
She traveled so slowly with one star awake,
like the swan in the evening moves over the lake
Last night she came to me, my young love came in
So softly she entered, her feet made no din
She came close beside me and this she did say,
"It will not be long, love, 'til our wedding day."
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Once I had a sweetheart, but now I have none
She's gone and leave me to sorrow and moan
Last night in sweet slumber I dreamed I did see,
my own precious j**el sat smiling by me
And when I awakened I found it not so
My eyes like some fountain the tears overflow
I've traveled through England, through France, and through Spain
All my life I will travel the watery main