this trip's overview San Francisco to Glasgow Babbity Bowster, Glasgow Babbity theme Glasgow George Square, Glasgow Glasgow shopping Glasgow for kids Culzean Castle Aberfoyle, Trossachs Doune Castle Sterling Castle Ballachulish Corpach, Ft. Williams Loch Ness Glenfinnan Pink Guest House, Isle of Skye Brae Ness, Inverness Urquhart Castle The Summer Isles Ibis, Edinburgh Omi in Edinburgh Edinburgh Castle The Witchery Craigmuller Castle back to Glasgow Edinburgh to Düsseldorf restaurant recommendations
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2003 Scotland: Donald Where's Your Trousers?
Donald Where's Your Trousers, by Andy Stewart:
I've just come down from the Isle of Skye,
I'm no' very big and I'm awful shy,
And the lassies shout when I go by,
"Donald where's your troosers?"
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 troosers?"
A lassie took me to a ball
And it was slippery in hall,
And I was feared that I would fall,
For I had nae on ma troosers.
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 troosers?"
Now I went down to London town
And I had some fun in 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 troosers?"
To wear the kilt is my delight,
It is not wrong, I know it's right,
The Highlanders would get a fright
If they saw me in 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 troosers?"
The lassies want me, every one,
Well, let them catch me if they can,
Ye canna take the breeks off a Hieland man,
And I don't wear the troosers.
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 troosers?
Donald, where's your troosers?
Donald, where's your troo---"
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