SIR ROGER OF KILDARE
(Tune: John Brown's Body)

Oh, please, Mother darling, may I go to the fair,
May I go with Sir Roger, Sir Roger of Kildare?
For he's young and he is handsome,
And he loves me for my sake;

Oh, please, Mother darling, may I go to the fete?
Oh, yes, my darling daughter, you may go to the fair,
You may go with Sir Roger, Sir Roger of Kildare.
But although he's young and handsome,
And he loves you for your sake,
Just take the bread and butter when he offers you the
cake.

Oh, poor little Mable, she went to the fair,
She went with Sir Roger, Sir Roger of Kildare,
And he offered her some candy,
And he offered her some cake,
And it wasn't very long before her turn began to ache.

She wears a silken nightie in the summer when it's hot,
She wears her pyjamas in the winter when it's not.
And sometimes in the springtime and sometimes in the fall
She slips between the sheets with nothing on at all.

Glory, glory for the summer when it's hot,
Glory, glory for the winter when it's not.
Glory for the sprintime and glory for the fall
When she slips between the sheets with nothing on at all

Oh, Sir Roger, do not touch me,
Oh, Sir Roger, Do not touch me,
Oh, Sir Roger, do not touch me,
As she lay between the sheets with nothing on at all
(Refrain to be sung with successive omissions).

She's a very naughty lady,
She's a very naughty lady,
She's a very naughty lady,
As she lay between the sheets with nothing on at all

University Song Book. Geoff Best, Tony Correll and Ian Owens (editors). 1966. pg 49

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