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!?"

I just came down from the Isle of Skye
And I'm not very big and 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
As through the streets in my kilt I'll go
All the lassies say hello
"Donald where's your Trousers!?"

I once went to a fancy ball
Ad It was slippery in the hall
And I was feared that I might fall
Cause I hadn't on the 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!?"

Now I went down to London town
To have a little fun on the Underground
The ladies turned 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, everyone
They can catch me if they can
You cannot take the breeks off a Highland man
Cause he doesna wear the 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!?"
"Donald where's your Trousers!?"