Fear not, gentle maiden, may I be your lover
Permit me no longer to sigh or to weep
If you would reject me, I can't rest contented
So lower your drawbridge, I'll enter your keep
Enter your keep, nonny, nonny, enter your keep, nonny, nonny
So lower your drawbridge, I'll enter your keep
Alas and alack, sir, I am not a maiden
I'm wed to Sir Oswald, the cunning old Celt
He's gone to the wars and he's left me behind him
And he's taken the key to me chastity belt
Chastity belt, nonny, nonny, chastity belt, nonny, nonny
He's taken the key to me chastity belt
Fear not, gentle maiden, for I know a locksmith
To him we will go, on his door we will knock
And we will avail of his specialized knowledge
He'll take out his tools and he'll unpick your lock
Unpick your lock, nonny, nonny, unpick your lock, nonny, nonny
He'll take out his tools and he'll unpick your lock
Alas and alack, I'm unable to help you
My specialized knowledge is of no avail
With all of my tools, I'm unable to open it
The cunning old bastard has fitted a Yale
Fitted a Yale, nonny, nonny, fitted a Yale, nonny, nonny
The cunning old bastard has fitted a Yale
Then back from the war came sad news of disaster
Sir Oswald wrote home and in anguish he cried
As I was a-crossing the straits of Gibralter
I carelessly dropped the key over the side
Over the side, nonny, nonny, over the side, nonny, nonny
I carelessly dropped the key over the side
Alas and alack, I am locked here forever
When up spoke the pageboy, saying leave it to me
If you will permit me to enter your chamber
I'll open you up with my duplicate key
Duplicate key, nonny, nonny, duplicate key, nonny, nonny
I'll open you up with my duplicate key