Well, I'd just come down from the Isle of Sky And I'm very big and awfully shy And the lassies shout as I go by, 'Donald, where's yer troosers?' Let the wind blow high Let the wind blow low Through the streets in my kilt I go All the lasses shout, 'Hello! Donald, where's yer troosers?' A lassie took me to a ball And it was slippery in the hall I was afraid that I might fall Cause I was nae wearin' troosers Let the wind blow high Let the wind blow low Through the streets in my kilt I go All the lasses shout, 'Hello! Donald, where's yer troosers?' To wear the kilt is my delight I'm never wrong cause I'm always right The Highlanders would get a fright If they saw me wearing troosers Let the wind blow high Let the wind blow low Through the streets in my kilt I go All the lasses shout, 'Hello! Donald, where's yer troosers?' Well I was driving in my car Went downtown to Kenny's Bar Fifteen scotches, five cigars And I left without my troosers (Spoken) Let the wind blow high Let the wind blow low Through the streets in my kilt I go All the lasses shout, 'Hello! Donald, where's yer troosers?' Let the wind blow high Let the wind blow low Through the streets in my kilt I go 'Donald, where's yer troosers?' (Police Officer) 'Scuse me. Sir? You, on the bicycle. Would you pull over to the side of the road, please? Have you had anything to drink tonight, sir? Mmhmm. And what happened to your pants?