I just got in frae 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?"
Let the winds blow high,
Let the winds blow low,
Down the street in m' kilt I go
And all the ladies say "Hello
Donald where's your trousers?"
2. A lady took me to a ball
3. They'd like to wed me everyone|
Just let them catch me if they can
You canna put the breeks on a highland man
Who doesn't like wearing trousers.
4. To wear the kilt is my delight,
5. Well I caught a cold and me nose was raw
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