Chastity Belt

Anonymous

    Am          G           C         E
"Oh say, gentle maiden, may I be your lover?
   Am         G         C         G  E
Condemn me no longer to mourn and to weep.
       Am          G          C           E
Struck down like a hart I lie wounded and fainting,
    Am            G                Am    E    Am
Oh, let down your drawbridge, I'll enter your keep."


Chorus (after every verse; repeating last line):
     C          G
     Enter your keep, nonny, nonny,
     Dm         F
     Enter your keep, nonny, nonny,
     Am            G                Am    E    Am
     Let down your drawbridge, I'll enter your keep.


"Alas, gentle errant, I am not a maiden,
I married Sir Oswald, the cunning old Celt.
He's gone to the wars for a twelve-month or longer
And 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 try to avail us of his specialized knowledge,
And see if he's able to unpick your lock."

"Alas, sir and maiden, to help I'm unable;
My technical knowledge is of no avail.
I can't find the secret to your combination--
The cunning old bastard has fitted a Yale."

"I'm home from the wars with sad news of disaster,
A terrible mishap I have to confide:
As my ship was passing the Straits of Gibraltar
I carelessly dropped the key over the side."

"Alas and alack, I am locked up forever!"
Then up stepped a pageboy, saying, "Leave it to me.
If you will allow me to enter your chamber
I'll open it up with my duplicate key."