In the Village of Kildoran lived a maiden young and fair
Her eyes, they shone like diamonds, she had long and golden hair,
the countryman came riding up to her daddy`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 have 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 buy 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 have a soldier and I`ve pledged to him my hand.
I don`t want your gold nor silver, I don`t want your horse nor land.
