Donald Where's Your Trousers 1. 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 2. 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 3. 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. 4. 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. 5. 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. sung by Irish Rovers, First of DC
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