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Well a scotsman clad in kilt left the bar one evening fair
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 diddle-diddle ay-dee oh, ring-die diddly ay-oh!
He stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street

About that time two young and lovely girls just happened by
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 ding diddle-diddle ay-dee oh, ring-die diddly ay-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 scotish skirt
Was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth

Ring ding diddle-diddle ay-dee oh, ring-die diddly ay-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 scot's kilt did lift and show

Ring ding diddle-diddle ay-dee oh, ring-die diddly ay-oh!
Around the bonnie star the scot's kilt did lift and show

Now the scotsman woke to nature's call and stumbled towards the trees
Behind the bush he lifts his kilt and gawked at what he sees
And in a startled voice he says to what's before his eyes
"Oh Lad! I don't know where ya been, but I see ya won first prise"

Ring ding diddle-diddle ay-dee oh, ring-die diddly ay-oh!
Oh Lad! I don't know where ya been, but I see ya won first prise!
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Lyrics submitted by Stagg.
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