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1. I've just come down from the Isle of Skye, I'm no very big an' I'm awfy shy, And the lassies shout when I go by "Hey Donald, whaur's yer troosers?" Chorus: Let the winds blow high, let the winds blow low Through the streets in ma kilt I go. All the lassies shout "Hello, hey Donald, whaur's yer troosers?" 2. A lassie took me tae a ball And it was slippery in the hall And I was feared that I would fall For I hadnae on ma troosers. 3. I once went down tae London town And I had some fun on the Underground - a lady bent down tae pick up half a crown and said "Donald, where are your trousers?"* 4. The lassies want me, everyone Just let them catch me if they can - Ye cannae get the breeks off a Hieland man, And I don't wear ma troosers. 5. I had a cold and ma nose was raw I hadnae handkercheif at a' So I lifted up ma kilt just tae give it a blaw WHEW, DONALD, WHAUR'S YER TROOSERS? 6. Tae wear the kilt is my delight, And it's not wrong, I know it's right. How the folks back home would get a fright If they saw me wearin' troosersDownload the song in PDF format for printout etc.
* The lady's words here should be sung in best posh English accent to contrast with the Scots in the rest of the song.