From the recording Donald Where's Your Trousers

Lyrics

Let the wind blow high let the wind blow low
Through the streets in my kilt I go
All the lassies say hello, Donald where's your trousers

I just come down from the Isle of Sky
I'm not very big and I'm awfully shy
The lassies say as I go by, Donald where's your trousers

I go to a fancy ball and it was slippery in the hall
And I was afreared I would fall
'Cause I had on me trousers

I went down to London town
To have a little fun on the underground
The Ladies turned thier heads around sayin'
Donald where's your trousers