Donald Where's Your Trousers

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