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
and he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street.
Ring di-didle-idle-a-di-oh,
Ring di-diddly-i-oh,
ah he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street.
About that time 2 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 the kilt."
Ring di-didle-idle-a-di-oh,
Ring di-diddly-i-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 di-didle-idle-a-di-oh,
Ring di-diddly-i-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 bonny star that Scot’s kilt did lift and show.
Ring di-didle-idle-a-di-oh,
Ring di-diddly-i-oh,
around the bonny star that Scot’s kilt did lift and show.
Now the Scotsman woke to nature’s call and stumbled t’words 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,
"Oh lad I don’t know where you’ve been but I see you won first prize."
Ring di-didle-idle-a-di-oh,
Ring di-diddly-i-oh,
Oh lad I don’t know where you’ve been but I see you won first prize.