Irish Rovers - Donald Where's Your Trousers Тексты

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 came down from the Isle of Skye
I'm not to 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
Through the streets in my kilt I'll go
All the lassies say hello
"Donald where's your Trousers!?"

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

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 brakes off a Highland man
Saying "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!?"
"Donald where's your Trousers!?"