Murder Ballads - Step It Out, Mary

In the village of Kildori There's a maiden young and fair
Her eyes they shone like diamonds She had lovely golden hair
When the country man came riding Up to her father's gate
Mounted on a milk-white stallion He came at the stroke of eight

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

"I've come to court your daughter Mary of the golden hair
I have land and I have money I have goods beyond compare
I'll buy her silk and satin And a gold ring for her hand
I'll build for her a mansion She'll have servants to command"

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

"I don't want your gold and silver. I don't want your house and land
Oh, I'm in love with a soldier and I've promised him my hand!"
But her father spoke up quick and sharp "You'll do as you are told
You'll be married on this Sunday And you'll wear his ring of gold"

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

In the village of Kildori There's a deep stream running by
They found Mary there at midnight Where she drowned with her soldier boy
But in the cottage, there was music And you could hear her father say
"Step it out, Mary, my fine daughter Don't you know it's the wedding day"

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

Written by:
Adam Fromm, Catt Kingsgrave

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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