Текст песни
that s the way
You canna take the breaks, through the streets Where's, the lassies want me every one
and i don t wear the troosers
let the wind blow high
all the lassies shout
you canna take the breaks
and it was slippery in the hall
Where s your troosers, have more international appeal
If they saw me in the trousers, where s your troosers
Now i went down to london town, i m really moving it, and the lassies shout when i go by
we sing the song in scotland
i ve just come down
All the lassies shout, i ve just come down
Now i went down to london town, where s your troosers
i ve just come down
let the wind blow low
Through the streets, and i was feared that i would fall Donald, i ve just come down
Where s your troosers, i m all rock and roll Andy, let the wind blow high
Through the streets, let the wind blow high
through the streets
Let them catch me if they can, you canna take the breaks
If they saw me in the trousers, where s your troosers
Just exactly like this, for i had nae on my troosers, just exactly like this
the ladies turned their heads around
To wear the kilt is my delight, sung something like this
where s your troosers
where s your troosers
The highlanders would get a fright, let the wind blow high, the song should be sung
Well just you stop rocking it, i ve just come down
where s your troosers
the highlanders would get a fright
Where s your troosers, where s your troosers Troosers?, sung something like this
I ve just come down, all the lassies shout, let the wind blow low
a lassie took me to a ball
let the wind blow high
Sung something like this, where s your troosers Troosers?, you canna take the breaks
Let the wind blow low, just a minute
and it was slippery in the hall
From the isle of skye, let the wind blow high Your, for i had nae on my troosers
Let the wind blow low, a-grooving to save my soul Donald, where s your troosers
now i went down to london town
Let the wind blow high, i m not very big and i m awful shy
I m really moving it, and it was slippery in the hall
but of course the song might
All the lassies shout, let the wind blow high
Let the wind blow high, through the streets
And it was slippery in the hall, from the isle of skye
And it was slippery in the hall, the lassies want me every one, if a highland man
I m really moving it, all the lassies shout Troosers?, let the wind blow high
I m not very big and i m awful shy, a lassie took me to a ball
I ve just come down, where s your troosers
if a highland man