Tom: E
Introdução:
Em
I just down from the Isle of Skye
D
I'm no very big but I'm awful shy
Em
All the lassies shout as I go by,
D Em
"Donald, Where's Your Troosers?"
Chorus
Em
Let the wind blow high and the wind blow low
D
Through the streets in my kilt I'll go
Em
All the lassies say, "Hello!
D Em
Donald, where's your troosers?"
Em
A Lady took me to a ball
D
And it was slippery in the hall
Em
I was afeared that I wid fall
D Em
'Cause I had nay on ma troosers
Chorus
Em
Let the wind blow high and the wind blow low
D
Through the streets in my kilt I'll go
Em
All the lassies say, "Hello!
D Em
Donald, where's your troosers?"
Em
I went down to London town
D
To have a little fun in the underground
Em
All the Ladies turned their heads around, saying,
D Em
"Donald, where's your troosers?"
Chorus
Em
Let the wind blow high and the wind blow low
D
Through the streets in my kilt I'll go
Em
All the lassies say, "Hello!
D Em
Donald, where's your troosers?"
Em
To wear the kilt is my delight,
D
It is not wrong, I know it's right.
Em
The highlanders would get afright
D Em
If they saw me in my troosers.
Chorus
Em
Let the wind blow high and the wind blow low
D
Through the streets in my kilt I'll go
Em
All the lassies say, "Hello!
D Em
Donald, where's your troosers?"
Em
The lassies love me every one
D
Just let them catch me if they can
Em
You canna put the breeks on a highland man, saying,
'Cause he does nae wear his troosers?"
Em
Let the wind blow high and the wind blow low
D
Through the streets in my kilt I'll go
Em
All the lassies say, "Hello!
D Em
Donald, where's your troosers?"