Step It Out, Mary

In the village of Kildor'n, there's a maid so fine and fair
Her eyes they shone like diamonds, she'd long golden hair.

When the country man came riding, he came to her father's gate
He rode on a milk white stallion, he came at the stroke of eight


Step it out Mary, my fine daughter
Step it out Mary, if you can
Step it out Mary, my fine daughter
Show your legs to the wealthy man

I have come to court your daughter, Mary of the golden hair
I have wealth and I have money, I have goods beyond compare

I will buy her silks and satins, a gold ring for her hand
I will build for her a mansion, she'll have servants to command

Can't you see I love a soldier, I have promised him my hand
I don't want your house nor money, I don't want your goods nor land

Mary's father spoke up sharply saying, "You'll do as you are told."
You'll be married on this Sunday, you'll wear the ring of gold

Near the village of Kildor'n, there's a deep stream running by
They found Mary there at midnight, she'd drowned with her soldier boy

In the cottage there is music, you can hear her father say
"Step it out Mary, my fine daughter, Sunday's your wedding day."
Chorus x2