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Step It Out Mary
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Popular song from Ireland performed by many artists.. Chris Semich on violin and Dorothy Sherman on vocals.. Davy: guitar; Tiki Dan: bass and Bob on drums..
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Sean McCarthy/traditional
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Aleen Luann
Sun Feb 05, 2006
World : Traditional Celtic
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About the song
Lyrics by Sean McCarthy in 1955 based on a traditonal children's song..

Recored at TV John's.. TV John Langworthy producer.. Dorothy Sherman on vocals and flute; Davy Shannon: guitar and vocals; Tiki Dan Spinder: bass; Chris Semich: violin and Bob Ashpole on drums..
Lyrics
In the village of Kilgory, there's a maiden young and fair
Her eyes they shine like diamonds, she has long and golden hair
But the countryman comes riding, rides up to her father's gates
Riding on a milk-white stallion, he comes at the strike of eight.

Chorus:
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 goods beyond compare
I will buy her silks and satin and a gold ring for her hand
I will buy for her a mansion, she'll have servants to command

I don't want your gold and silver, I don't want your house and land
I am going with a soldier, I have promised him my hand
But the father spoke up sharply: You will do as you are told,
You'll get married on the Sunday and you'll wear that ring of gold

In the village of Kilgory there's a deep stream flowing by
On her marriage day at midnight she 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 is your wedding day.