Em 
I just come down from the Isle of Skye 
    D  
I'm no very big but I'm awful shy  
      Em 
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 feared that I wid fall  
D                        Em 
'Cause I had nae 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 are your trousers?"  

 
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 a fright  
     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,
D                              Em 
'Cause he does nae wear his 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?" 
 
 
Alternate Chords: Am  G