Em
I just down from the Isle of Skye 
   D
I'm no very big but I'm awful shy  
     Em
All 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 afeared that I wid fall  
D                          Em
'Cause I had nay 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'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
To wear the kilt is my delight, 
  D
It is not wrong, I know it's right.  
  Em
The highlanders would get afright  
    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, saying, 
'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?"