Donald’s Trousers?

Jim Adams’ challenge this week is to write about a song containing weather references such as –  Breeze/Cloud/Sky/Wind. Andy Stewart’s Donald Where’s Your Troosers? which was first released in 1960, takes the wind very much into consideration as a Scotsman faces all weathers in his kilt. The song reached number 37 in the UK  and number 1 in Canada.  It was re-released in 1989, it became an even bigger hit, reaching number 4 in the UK.

Donald Where’s Your Troosers?

I’ve just come down from the Isle of Skye
I’m no very big and I’m awful shy
And the lassies shout when I go by
Donald, where’s your troosers?

Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low
Through the streets in my kilt, I’ll go
All the lassies say hello
Donald, where’s your troosers?

A lassie took me to a ball
And it was slippery in the hall
And I was feared that I would fall
For I had nae on my troosers

Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low
Through the streets in my kilt, I’ll go
All the lassies say hello
Donald, where’s your troosers?

Now I went down to London Town
And I had some fun in the underground
The ladies turned their heads around
Saying, Donald, where are your trousers?

Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low
Through the streets in my kilt, I’ll go
All the lassies say hello
Donald, where’s your troosers?

To wear the kilt is my delight
It is not wrong, I know it’s right
The Highlanders would get a fright
If they saw me in the trousers

Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low
Through the streets in my kilt, I’ll go
All the lassies say hello
Donald, where’s your troosers?

The lassies want me every one
Well, let them catch me if they can
You can not take the breaks off a Highland man
And I don’t wear the troosers

Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low
Through the streets in my kilt, I’ll go
All the lassies say hello
Donald, where’s your troosers?
Donald, where’s your troosers?
Donald, where’s your troo…

Oh, well, that’s the way we sing the song in Scotland
But of course the song might have more international appeal
Sung something like this
One, two, three, four

Well, I’ve just come down from the Isle of Skye
I’m not very big and I’m awful shy
The lassies shout when I go by
Hey, Donald, where’s your troosers?

Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low
Through the streets in my kilt, I’ll go
All the lassies shout, go, go
Hey, Donald, where’s your troosers?

Oh, man, I’m all rock and roll
And I’m a-moving and a-grooving to save my soul
Grab your kilt and go, go, go
Hey, Donald, where’s your troosers?

Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low
Through the streets in my kilt, I’ll go
Oh, yeah, go, go, go
Hey, Donald, where’s your troosers?
Hey, Donald, where’s your troosers?
Yeah, hey, Donald

Hey, just a minute, what are you doing there?
(Man, I’m rocking it, man, man, I’m really moving it, man)
Well just you stop rocking it and moving it, man
The song should be sung just exactly like this

I’ve just come down from the Isle of Skye
I’m not very big and I’m awful shy
And the lassies shout when I go by
Donald, where’s your troosers?

Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low
Through the streets in my kilt, I’ll go
All the lassies say hello
Donald, where’s your troosers?

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Andy Stewart


Padre

What A Sight

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Photo: Padre’s Ramblings

When in Scotland, some years ago

To Loch Ness I happened to go

At the Visitor Centre I chanced to see

An amazing example of a water-beasty

It was rather big

And it wasn’t quick

So it made it easy

For me to take the pic

 

Padre

My offering for Maria Antonia’s photo challenge “What a Sight.”