I remember singing (years ago) The Wayward Boy. part of the song goes.. CAN ANYBODY HELP WITH THE REST?

I have heard of you, my wayward boy'
your name is much exalted.
I would come down, but I CAN'T come down,
because the bedroom door is bolted.
My father is a Minister,
Whom my maidenhead does cherish,
He keeps me in, to ward off sin,
So lonely I do perish!

Well the fence wasn't tall,
So I shinnied up the wall,
and jumped in right beside her,
In some alarm, she lifted up her arm,
and grabbed some clothes to hide her.
Said I "My dear, please have no fear,
your future can be thrilling,
For, if you're the one, who likes a bit o' fun,
Then the wayward boy is willing!"