Ah, gentle fair maiden, may I be your lover?
Oh leave me no longer to mourn and to weep.
Cut down like an Oak I am wounded and dying
Come lower your drawbridge, I'll enter your Keep.

Enter your keep, nonny nonny, enter your keep,
Come lower your drawbridge, I'll enter your keep.

Alas, gallant Errant, I am not a maiden,
I'm the wife of Sir Cuthbert, that cunning old Celt,
He's off to the wars for some ten months or longer,
And he's taken the keys to my chastity belt.

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Chastity belt, nonny nonny, chastity belt
He's taken the keys to her chastity belt.

Fear not, gentle Lady, for I know a locksmith.
To his house we'll go and on his door we'll knock
And we shall avail us of his specialised knowledge,
And see if he's able to unpick your lock.

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Unpick your lock, nonny nonny, unpick your lock,
And see if he's able to unpick your lock

Alas, Sir and Madam, to help I'm unable,
My technical knowledge is of no avail.
I cannot find the secret of your combination.
The cunning old bastard has fitted a Yale.

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Fitted a Yale, nonny nonny, fitted a Yale
The cunning old bastard has fitted a Yale

I'm back from the War with bad news of disaster,
A terrible mishap I have to confide.
As my ship was passing the Rock of Gibraltar
I carelessly dropped the key over the side.

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Over the side, nonny nonny, over the side,
He carelessly dropped the key over the side.

Alas and alack, I am locked up forever
When up steps a page-boy saying "Leave this to me.
If you will allow me to enter your chamber,
I'll open you up with my duplicate key

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Duplicate key, nonny nonny, duplicate key,
I'll open you up with my duplicate key!