DONALD WHERE'S YOUR TROUSERS



from "Soldier's Fancy" (group of women singers)

at Indian Neck, 1986



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

@Scots @clothing

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