In the village of Kildorey lived a maiden young and fair
Her eyes they shone like diamonds she had long and golden hair
A countryman came riding up to her Daddy's gate
Mounted on a milk white stallion he came at the stroke of eight
I've come to court your daughter Mary of the golden hair
I have gold and I have silver I have lands beyond compare
I will buy her silks and satins and a gold ring for her hand
I will build for her a mansion she'll have servants to command

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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 gold nor silver I don't want your wealth nor land
Mary's father spoke up sharply you must do as you are told
You will marry him on Sunday and you'll wear that ring of gold
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 Daddy say
Step it out Mary my fine daughter Sunday is your wedding day

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