{t:Donald, Where's Your Trousers?}
{st:Andy Stewart}
I’ve [Dm]just come down from the Isle of Skye
I'm [C]no very big and I'm awful shy
And the [Dm]lassies shout when I go by,
[C]"Donald, where's your [Dm]troosers?"
{c:CHORUS:}
{soc}
Let the [Dm]wind blow high, let the wind blow low
[C]Through the streets in my kilt I’ll go
[Dm]All the lassies say, "Hello!
[C]Donald, where's your [Dm]troosers?" [Dm]
{eoc}
A [Dm]lassie took me to a ball
And [C]it was slippery in the hall
And [Dm]I was feart that I would fall
For I [C]had nae on my [Dm]troosers
{c:CHORUS:}
{soc}
Let the [Dm]wind blow high, let the wind blow low
[C]Through the streets in my kilt I’ll go
[Dm]All the lassies say, "Hello!
[C]Donald, where's your [Dm]troosers?" [Dm]
{eoc}
Now [Dm]I went down to London town
And I [C]had some fun in the underground
The [Dm]ladies turned their heads around, saying,
[C]"Donald, where are your [Dm]trousers?"
{c:CHORUS:}
{soc}
Let the [Dm]wind blow high, let the wind blow low
[C]Through the streets in my kilt I’ll go
[Dm]All the lassies say, "Hello!
[C]Donald, where's your [Dm]troosers?" [Dm]
{eoc}
To [Dm]wear the kilt is my delight
It [C]is not wrong, I know it’s right
The [Dm]‘ighlanders would get a fright
If they [C]saw me in the [Dm]troosers
{c:CHORUS:}
{soc}
Let the [Dm]wind blow high, let the wind blow low
[C]Through the streets in my kilt I’ll go
[Dm]All the lassies say, "Hello!
[C]Donald, where's your [Dm]troosers?" [Dm]
{eoc}
The [Dm]lassies want me every one
Well [C]let them catch me if they can
You [Dm]cannae take the breeks off a Hieland man,
And [C]I don’t wear the [Dm]troosers
{c:CHORUS:}
{soc}
Let the [Dm]wind blow high, let the wind blow low
[C]Through the streets in my kilt I’ll go
[Dm]All the lassies say, "Hello!
[C]Donald, where's your [Dm]troosers?" [Dm]
{eoc}
Let the [Dm]wind blow high, let the wind blow low
[C]Through the streets in my kilt I’ll go
[Dm]All the lassies say, "Hello!
[C]Donald, where's your [Dm]↓troosers?"
{t:Donald, Where's Your Trousers?}
