Cifras
The Drunk Scotsman

Tono: C

Introducción:

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Well a Scotsman clad in kilt left a bar one evening fair
 C                                         F                                             C                                     G 
And one could tell by how he walked that he'd drunk more than his share
 F                                   C                             F                             G 
He fumbled round until he could no longer keep his feet
                 C               G         C           F               G                               C 
Then he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street
 F                                                             C                               G 
Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh
       C               G         C           F               G                               C 
He stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street
 C                                     F                               G                                     C 
About that time two young and lovely girls just happened by
 C                                     F                       C                           G 
And one says to the other with a twinkle in her eye
 F                                   C                     F                                     G 
See young sleeping Scotsman so strong and handsome built
     C           G             C       F                             G                               C 
I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath the kilt
 F                                                             C                               G 
Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh
     C           G             C       F                             G                               C 
I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath the kilt
 C                                         F                                 G                           C 
They crept up on that sleeping Scotsman quiet as could be
 C                         F                         C                                   G 
Lifted up his kilt about an inch so they could see
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And there behold for them to view beneath his Scottish skirt
         C             G                 C             F                   G                         C 
Was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth
 F                                                             C                               G 
Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh
         C             G                 C             F                   G                         C 
Was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth
 C                                     F                               G                             C 
They marveled for a moment then one said we must be gone
 C                                         F                             C                           G 
Let's leave a present for our friend before we move along
 F                                         C                                 F                     G 
As a gift they left a blue silk ribbon tied into a bow
   C                 G           C               F         G                                 C 
Around the bonnie star the Scots kilt did lift and show
 F                                                             C                               G 
Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh
   C                 G           C               F         G                                 C 
Around the bonnie star the Scots kilt did lift and show
 C                                               F                                 G                                     C 
Now the Scotsman woke to nature's call and stumbled toward the trees
 C                                 F                                   C                               G 
Behind a bush he lifts his kilt and gawks at what he sees
 F                                 C                               F                                 G 
And in a startled voice he says to what's before his eyes
     C         G                   C                 F                   G                                 C 
O lad I don't know where you been but I see you won first prize
 F                                                             C                               G 
Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh
     C         G                   C                 F                   G                                 C 
O lad I don't know where you been but I see you won first prize

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