I once had a sweetheart, I loved her right well
I loved her far better than my tongue can tell
Her parents did slight me for my want of gear
Adieu to all pleasure, since I lost my dear

She went away from me and she moved through the fair
Where hand-clapping dealers' loud shouts rent the air
The sunlight around her did sparkle and play
Saying "It will not be long love, 'til our wedding day"

When dew falls on meadows and moths fill the night
When the glow from the grease hawk(?) on the hearth throws half light
I'll slip from my casement and I'll run away
Then it will not be long love, till our wedding day

Then according to promise, at midnight I arose
But all that I found there were her bloodstained clothes
Now it's out through the window and plain for to see
Oh gone is my love and murdered is she

Now my own, how I loved her, as much as my life
And yes, my intention was to make her my wife
My poor heart lies bleeding for the girl I adored
I will pray for her soul now, what can I do more?

I dreamed last night that my dead love came in
She came in so easy that her feet made no din
She came stepping up to me and this she did say
"It will not be long love, 'til our wedding day"

Probably a bit of a mish mash that - it's words a friend gave to me and I haven't got a clue where they came from. Might help in the discussion though.

And yes, one of my favourites too.

Catrin