She was there for to fetch some water, for the horses they rode so far. And some eggs for her dear old father, for he was the baker at the county fair.
Providence or fate I'd say, has led me to this place. Here I am beneath the trees with an angel face to face.
I tried to speak but my words were faulty. I tried to tell her how I did feel. She looked at me and her eyes were shining but she turned around and started for her father's field.
To my surprise she turned and smiled and I felt my heart beat like the rushing tide. She said young man will you go with me and help me take these things back to my father's side?
I stood amazed by beauty fair and soft and lovely voice. I knew right then my life had changed and I knew I had no choice.
I found the words and my voice was steady. I said fair maid it would be a delight, to help you with your chores so heavy, to help you take these things back to your father tonight.
She laughed out loud when the clouds had parted and the stars shone down on a clear dark night. We started out for her daddy's wagons and we knew right then for us that it was love at first sight.
I thought back to this fine day that started out so sore, would end up with a bride to be and a love for ever more.
We strolled along in the soft white moonlight, hand in hand and our hearts were one. She with the eggs and I with the water and the magic of that moonlit night had only begun.
He looked again and with hesitation, he bid me welcome and he offered his hand. I said kind sir I'm in love with your daughter and we wish to wed as you can understand.
He said young man you are no rogue and that is plain to see. I do believe she has chosen well and my blessing I give to thee.
Wedding bells rang just one week later, family and friends they all were there. Now it's been many years since that fine summer and we're still just as happy as we were at the fair.