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, me fine daughter, step it out Mary if you can
Step it out Mary , me 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 build for her a mansion, she'll have servants to command.

'Oh kind sir I have a soldier and I've pledged to him me hand
I don't want your gold nor silver, I don't want your house nor land.'
Mary's father spoke up sharply, 'you will do as you are told
You will marry him on sunday and you'll wear the ring of gold'

In the village of Kildoran there's a deep stream running by
They found Mary there on Sunday, she had drowned with a soldier boy
In the cottage there is music, you can here her daddy say
'Step it out Mary me fine daughter, sunday is your wedding day'.