Lyrics

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 countryman In the village of Kildorey, there lived a maiden fair Her eyes they shone like diamonds, she had long and golden hair And a countryman came riding, up to her father's gate Mounted 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 countryman I've 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 satin and a gold ring for her hand I'll build for her a mansion, she'll have servants to command 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 countryman Oh kind sir I love a soldier, I've pledged to him my hand I don't want your wealth nor money, I don't want your goods nor land Mary's father spoke up sharply: "You will do as you are told You'll be married on next Sunday and you'll wear that ring of gold" 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 countryman In the village of Kildorey, there's a deep stream running by They found Mary there at midnight, she drowned with the soldier boy In the cottage there is music, you can hear the father say: "Step it out Mary my fine daughter, Sunday is your wedding day" 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 countryman
Writer(s): Trad, Peter Pathos-mueller, James O'connor, Jonathan Peter Day, Robert Juhasz, Akos Kelemen, Janos Peter, Balazs Karpati, Peter Szuna, Lili Virag, Alida Kiraly, Baroda Music, Ciaran Finn, Hugh Finn, Peter Mcmahon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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