Well a scotsman clad in kilt left the bar one evenin' fair;
and one could tell by the way 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.
Oh ring ding die diddle ie dee oh, ring die diddle ie 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 fine and handsome built?
Oh I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath their kilt!"
Oh ring ding die diddle ie dee oh, ring die diddle ie oh,
I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath their kilt!"
They crept up on that sleeping Scot as quiet as could be,
and lifted up his kilt about an inch so they could see.
And there behold for them to view, beneath that Scottish skirt,
was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth!
Oh ring ding die diddle ie dee oh, ring die diddle ie 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.
We've leave a present for our friend before we move along."
As a gift they left a blue silk ribbon tied into a bow
around that bonny star the scotsman's kilt did lift to show!
Oh ring ding die diddle ie dee oh, ring die diddle ie oh,
around that bonny star the scotsman's kilt did lift to show!
The scotsman wakes to nature's call and stumbles to 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,
"Och, lad I don't know where ye've been, but I see ye've won first prize!"
Oh ring ding die diddle ie dee oh, ring die diddle ie oh,
"Och, lad I don't know where ye've been, but I see ye've won first prize!"