Bryan Bowers The Scotsman
Well a Scotsman clad in kilt left a 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,
then he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the
street.
Ring ding diddle diddle eye dee oh, ring di diddly eye
oh,
he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the
street.
About that time two young and lovely girls just
happened by,
and one says 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
their kilt!”
Ring ding diddle diddle eye dee oh, ring di diddly eye
oh,
“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.
Lifted up his kilt about 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 diddle diddle eye dee oh, ring di diddly eye
oh,
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 Scots’ kilt did lift and
show.
Ring ding diddle diddle eye dee oh, ring di diddly eye
oh,
around the bonnie star the Scots kilt did lift and
show.
Now the Scotsman woke to nature’s call and stumbled
towards a tree.
Behind a bush, he lift his kilt and gawks at what he
sees!
And in a startled voice he says to what’s before his
eyes,
“O, lad I don’t know where you been, but I see you won
first prize!”
Ring ding diddle diddle eye dee oh, ring di diddly eye
oh,
“O, lad I don’t know where you been, but I see you won
first prize!”
