Donald, Where's Your Trousers?
words and music Traditional I
just down from the Isle of Skye I'm no very big but I'm awful shy All
the lassies shout as I walk by, "Donald, Where's Your Trousers?"
Let the wind
blow high and the wind blow low Through the streets in my kilt I go
All the lassies cry, "Hello! Donald, where's your trousers?" I
went to a fancy ball It was slippery in the hall I was afeared that
I may fall Because I nay had on trousers I
went down to London town To have a little fun in the underground All
the Ladies turned their heads around, saying, "Donald, where's your
trousers?" The
lassies love me every one But they must catch me if they can
You canna
put the
breeks
on a highland man, saying, "Donald, where's your trousers?"
KEY
Dm verse/chorus:
Am G Am G Am-G-Am-G-Am-Am
Background: "Brakes" are Scottish name for trousers or pants. And of course, this song is a humorous commentary on the kilts that the Scottish wear. For those who've heard the traditional version, we decided to change it to the Americanized "Trousers" instead of "Troosers" for better clarity for an American audience.
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