Chastity BeltOh pray gentle maiden may I be your lover?
Leave me no longer to mourn and to weep
Alas like a hart I lay wounded and bleeding
Let down your draw-bridge, I’ll enter your keepEnter your keep, nonny nonny
Enter your keep, nonny nonny
Let down your drawbridge, I’ll enter your keepAlas gentle errant, I am not a maiden
I’m married to Sir Oswald, the cunning old Celt
He’s gone off to war for twelve months or longer
And taken the key to my chastity beltChastity belt, nonny nonny
Chastity belt, nonny nonny
Taken the key to my chastity beltFear not gentle maiden for I know a locksmith
To his forge we will go, on his door we will knock
And avail ourselves of his specialized knowledge
To see if he’s able to unpick the lockUnpick the lock, nonny nonny
Unpick the lock, nonny nonny
See if he’s able to unpick the lockAlas Sir and Madam, to help I’m unable
My technical knowledge is of no avail
I can’t fin the secret to your combination
The cunning old bastard has fitted a YaleFitted a Yale, nonny nonny
Fitted a Yale, nonny nonny
Cunning old bastard had fitted a Yale.I come back from the war with sad news of disaster
A terrible mishap I now must confide
As my ship was crossing the Straits of Gibraltar
I carelessly dropped the key over the sideOver the side, nonny nonny
Over the side, nonny nonny
Carelessly dropped the key over the sideAlas and alack I am locked up forever
When up stepped a page-boy saying “Leave it to me
If you will allow me to enter your chamber
I’ll open it up with my duplicate key”Duplicate key, nonny nonny
Duplicate key, nonny nonny
Open it up with my duplicate keyEnter your keep, nonny nonny
Enter your keep, nonny nonny
Let down your drawbridge, I’ll enter your keep