Young Roger Of Kildare
Oh, mother, mother, dear
May I go to the fair
May I go with Sir Roger
Sir Roger of Kildare
For I know he's kind and gentle
And he'll love me for my sake
And I know he will not harm me
Coming home from the lake.
Yes, daughter, daughter, dear
You may go to the fair
You may go with Sir Roger
Sir Roger of Kildare
For I know he's kind and gentle
And he'll love you for your sake
And I know he will not harm you
Coming home from the lake.
So she went with Sir Roger
She went to the fair
She went with Sir Roger
Sir Roger of Kildare
And he stuffed her up with ice-cream
And he stuffed her up with cake
And he stuffed it right up her
Coming home from the lake.
So all you pretty maidens beware, oh beware
Beware of Sir Roger
Sir Roger of Kildare
For although he's kind and gentle
And will love you for your sake
But keep you legs together
Coming home from the lake.
. Thanks! John Patrick.