Funny Jokes - Donald where's yer troosers
Well I've just come down from the Isle of Skye,
I'm no very big an' I'm awfy shy,
And the lassies shout when I go by
'Donald, where's yer troosers?'
Let the winds blow high, let the winds blow low
Through the streets in ma kilt I go.
All the lassies shout 'Hello,
Donald, where's yer troosers?'
'Donald, where's yer troosers?'
I once went down tae London town
And I had some fun on the Underground
A lady bent down tae pick up half a crown and said
'Donald, where are your trousers?'
Let the winds blow high, let the winds blow low
Through the streets in ma kilt I go.
All the lassies shout 'Hello,
Donald, where's yer troosers?'
'Donald, where's yer troosers?'
Tae wear the kilt is my delight,
And it's not wrong, I know it's right.
How the folks back home would get a fright
If they saw me wearin' troosers
Let the winds blow high, let the winds blow low
Through the streets in ma kilt I go.
All the lassies shout 'Hello,
Donald, where's yer troosers?'
'Donald, where's yer troosers?'
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