A slightly different version as sung in Rugby clubs(a version of football for those in US)Add nonny nonnies etc I am unaware of missing verses, perhaps the alt version may explain it

O pray gentle maiden let me be your lover Condemn me no longer To mourn and to weep Struck down like a hart I lie bleeding and panting Let down your drawbridge I'll enter your keep

enter etc

Alas gentle errantI am not a maiden I'm married to Sir Oswald The cunning old Celt He's gone to the wars For twelve months 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 specialised knowledge To unpick your lock

Alas Sir and Madam To help I'm unable My technical knowledge It is of no avail I can't find the secret Of your combination The cunning old bastard Has fitted a yale

I'm back from the wars With sad news of disaster A terrible mishap I have to confide As my ship was a-passing The Straits of Gibraltar I carelessly dropped the key Over the side

Alas and alack, I am locked up for ever Then up steppthe pageboy Saying leave this to me If you will allow me To enter your chamber I'll open it up with me duplicate key