Well, I just come down from the Isle of sky

I'm ... and i'm awfully shy

The lasses shout as I go by "Donald, where's your troosers?"



Let the wind blow high

Let the wind blow low

Through the streets in a kilt I go

All the lasses shout hello

Donald Where's yer troosers?



A lassie took me to the ball

And it was slippery in the hall

I was afraid that I would fall

Cause I was'nae wearin' troosers



Let the wind blow high

Let the wind blow low

Through the streets in a kilt I go

All the lasses shout hello

Donald Where's yer troosers?



To wear the kilt is my delight

I'm never wrong 'cause I'm always right

The highlanders would get a fright

If they saw me wearin' troosers



Let the wind blow high

Let the wind blow low

Through the streets in a kilt I go

All the lasses shout hello

Donald Where's yer troosers?



Well, I was drivin' in my car

Went downtown to Kenny's bar

Fifteen Scotches, five cigars

And I left without my troosers



Let the wind blow high

Let the wind blow low

Through the streets in a kilt I go

All the lasses shout hello

Donald Where's yer troosers?



Let the wind blow high!

Let the wind blow low...

Through the streets in a kilt I go...

Donald, where's yer troosers..?