Well a Scotsman clad in kilt left a bar one evening fair

And one could tell by how he walked the he'd drunk more than his share

He fumbled 'round until he could no longer keep his feet

And he stumbled off in to the grass to sleep beside the street



Ring-ding didle idle i de-o

Ring dye didley i oh

He stumbled off in to the grass to sleep beside the street



About that time two young and lovely girls just happened by

One says to the other, with a twinkle in her eye