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Donald, Where's Your Drunken Scotsman?
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Our first recording of the 'Donald, Where's Your Trousers Medley' went so well I couldn't help but parody the song with a drunken Scotsman. Course that made me think of 'The Scotsman' and a song was born.
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words traditional/Marc Gunn, music Traditional
September 09, 2008
MP3 4.7 MB, 192 kbps, 3:25
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?" What do you with a drunken Scotsman? Way ho up she rises Take away his claymore till he's sober Give him some dog good and call it haggis Give him some whiskey and watch him pass out Find two lasses to lift his kilt up Ask them if he's brobdingnagian?
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