Chastity Belt

Oh 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, Iíll enter your keep

 Enter your keep, nonny nonny
 Enter your keep, nonny nonny
 Let down your drawbridge, Iíll enter your keep

Alas gentle errant, I am not a maiden
Iím married to Sir Oswald, the cunning old Celt
Heís gone off to war for twelve months or longer
And taken the key to my chastity belt

 Chastity belt, nonny nonny
 Chastity belt, nonny nonny
 Taken the key to my chastity belt

Fear 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 heís able to unpick the lock

 Unpick the lock, nonny nonny
 Unpick the lock, nonny nonny
 See if heís able to unpick the lock

Alas Sir and Madam, to help Iím unable
My technical knowledge is of no avail
I canít fin the secret to your combination
The cunning old bastard has fitted a Yale

 Fitted 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 side

 Over the side, nonny nonny
 Over the side, nonny nonny
 Carelessly dropped the key over the side

Alas and alack I am locked up forever
When up stepped a page-boy saying ďLeave it to me
If you will allow me to enter your chamber
Iíll open it up with my duplicate keyĒ

 Duplicate key, nonny nonny
 Duplicate key, nonny nonny
 Open it up with my duplicate key

 Enter your keep, nonny nonny
 Enter your keep, nonny nonny
 Let down your drawbridge, Iíll enter your keep