Donald Where's Your Trousers - The Irish Rovers

I’ve just come down from the isle of Skye

I’m no very big an' I’m awfully shy

The lassies say as I go by Donald where’s your trousers

Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low

Through the streets in my kilt I’ll go All the lassies say hello

Donald where’s your trousers

Now I went to a fancy ball

And it was slippery in the hall

And I was feared that I might fall

For I hadnae on me trousers

Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low

Through the streets in my kilt I’ll go All the lassies say hello

Donald where’s your trousers

Now I went down to London town

To have a little fun on the underground

The ladies turn their heads around

Saying Donald where are your trousers

Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low

Through the streets in my kilt I’ll go All the lassies say hello

Donald where’s your trousers

The lassies love me every one

But let them catch me if they can

You cannae take the breeks off a Hielan' man

Donald where’s your trousers

Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low

Through the streets in my kilt I’ll go All the lassies say hello

Donald where’s your trousers

Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low

Through the streets in my kilt I’ll go All the lassies say hello

Donald where’s your trousers