The Scotsman- Byran Bowers
Well a Scotsman clad in kilt left the bar one evening fair
And one could tell by how he walked that he d drunk more than his share
He fumbled round until he could no longer keep his feet
And he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street
Ring ding diddlediddle ay de o, ring di diddly ay o
And he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street
About that time two young and lovely girls just happened by
One said to the other with a twinkle in her eye
See yon sleeping Scotsman
So strong and handsome built
I wonder if it s true what they don t wear beneath the kilt
Ring ding diddlediddle ay de o, ring di diddly ay o
I wonder if it s true what they don t wear beneath the kilt
They crept up on that sleeping Scotsman
Quiet as could be
And lifted up his Kilt an inch so they could see
And there behold for them to view beneath his Scottish skirt
Was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth
Ring ding diddlediddle ay de o, ring di diddly ay o
Was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth
They marveled for a moment
Then one said we must be gone
Let s leave a present for our friend before we move along
As a gift they left a blue silk ribbon tied into a bow
Around the bonnie star the Scotsman s kilt did lift and show
Ring ding diddlediddle ay de o, ring di diddly ay o
Around the bonnie star the Scotsman s kilt did lift and show
Now the Scotsman woke to natures call
And stumbled toward a tree
Behind the bush he lifts his kilt
And gawks at what he sees
And in a startled voice he says
To what s before his eyes
Ach, lad I don t no where ya ve been but I see ya won first prize
