Donald Where's Yer Trousers - Andy Stewart

I just got in from the Isle of Skye

I’m not very big and I’m awfully shy

the ladies shout as I go by--

Donald where’s your trousers.

Chorus:

Let the winds blow high,

Let the winds blow low,

down the street in my kilt I go --

And all the ladies say hello--

Donald where’s your trousers

A lady took me to a ball

And it was slippery in the hall

I was afraid that I would fall

'cause I didn’t have on my trousers

They’d like to wed me everyone

Just let them catch me if they can --

You canna put the brakes on a highland man

Who doesn’t like wearing trousers.

To wear the kilt is my delight,

It isn’t wrong, I know it’s right.

The highlanders would get afright

If they saw me in trousers.

Well I caught a cold and me nose was raw

I had no handkerchief at all

So I hiked up my kilt and I gave it a blow,

Now you can’t do that with trousers.