EmI (022000@1)just come down from the Isle of Skye 
    D (xx0232@1)
I'm no very big but I'm awful shy  
      Em (022000@1)The lassies shout as I go by,  
    D (xx0232@1)                  Em (022000@1)"Donald, Where's Your Troosers?" 

 
Chorus 
Em (022000@1)Let the wind blow high and the wind blow low  
D (xx0232@1)Through the streets in my kilt I'll go  
  Em (022000@1)All the lassies say, "Hello!  
    D (xx0232@1)                  Em (022000@1)Donald, where's your troosers?"  


Em (022000@1)A Lady took me to a ball  
D (xx0232@1)
And it was slippery in the hall  
Em (022000@1)I was feared that I wid fall  
D (xx0232@1)                      Em (022000@1)'Cause I had nae on ma troosers 
 
 
Chorus 
Em (022000@1)Let the wind blow high and the wind blow low  
D (xx0232@1)Through the streets in my kilt I'll go  
     Em (022000@1)All the lassies say, "Hello!  
    D (xx0232@1)                 Em (022000@1)Donald, where's your troosers?" 


Em (022000@1)I went down to London town  
D (xx0232@1)To have a little fun in the underground    
Em (022000@1)All the Ladies turned their heads around, saying,  
D (xx0232@1)                       Em (022000@1)"Donald, where are your trousers?"  

 
Chorus 
Em (022000@1)Let the wind blow high and the wind blow low  
D (xx0232@1)Through the streets in my kilt I'll go  
     Em (022000@1)All the lassies say, "Hello!  
    D (xx0232@1)                 Em (022000@1)Donald, where's your troosers?" 

 
Em (022000@1)To wear the kilt is my delight, 
  D (xx0232@1)
It is not wrong, I know it's right.  
    Em (022000@1)The highlanders would get a fright  
     D (xx0232@1)                Em (022000@1)If they saw me in my troosers. 
 
 
Chorus 
Em (022000@1)Let the wind blow high and the wind blow low  
D (xx0232@1)Through the streets in my kilt I'll go  
     Em (022000@1)All the lassies say, "Hello!  
    D (xx0232@1)                Em (022000@1)Donald, where's your troosers?" 

 
Em (022000@1)The lassies love me every one  
D (xx0232@1)Just let them catch me if they can  
Em (022000@1)You canna put the breeks on a highland man,
D (xx0232@1)                            Em (022000@1)'Cause he does nae wear his troosers?" 

 
Chorus 
Em (022000@1)Let the wind blow high and the wind blow low  
D (xx0232@1)Through the streets in my kilt I'll go  
     Em (022000@1)All the lassies say, "Hello!  
    D (xx0232@1)                Em (022000@1)Donald, where's your troosers?" 
 
 
Alternate Chords: Am  G