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Lady Chatterley
I am a game keeper
From Nottinghamshire
The master's very good to me
But wife she's bloody queer
I met her in the woods one day
She asked me for some game
Maybe I misunderstood
But it were fun just the same
With me deer stalker's hat
And me fal-di-liddle-lay
I am the lover
Of Lady Chatterley
I met her in the woods one day
She were lying in the grass
She looked so sweet and handsome
I pinched her on her ass
She didn't seem to mind it at all.
It went straight to her head.
So I took her back to me cottage
And dragged her into bed.
With me deer stalker's hat
And me fal-di-liddle-lay
I am the lover
Of Lady Chatterley
After we had finish what I am sing all about
Up jumped that naughty wench
And she began to shout
"There's that naughty D.H. Lawrence
"He's peeking round the door."
Before I could grab me gun
He wrote down all he saw.
With me deer stalker's hat
And me fal-di-diddle-day
I am the lover
Of Lady Chatterley
Well they wouldn't let them publish it.
They said was pornographic
So the smugglers brought it in from France
And they did a roaring traffic.
The printers took the case to court
And they had a bit luck
The jury found there's nothing wrong
With words like "love a duck".
With me deer stalker's hat
And me fal-di-diddle-day
I am the lover
Of Lady Chatterley
I'll never will forget her
Although her sins were scarlet,
Her reputation's spread abroad
And she's since been called a lady.
And back at home the master
Has given me the sack
Because he read what we did in bed
In a dirty paperback
With me deer stalker's hat
And me fal-di-diddle-day
I am the lover
Of Lady Chatterley
With me deer stalker's hat
And me fal-di-diddle-day
I am the lover
Of Lady Chatterley
- AO Record Company.
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Ribald Classics Vol. 5: Pheasant Pluckers
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