John Genry & Savannah Weaver - - Donald Where's Your Trousers? (final song of Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles of s02e21 | Текст песни

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• Donald Where's Your Trousers? (final song of Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles of s02e21

I just cut down from the Isle of Skye
I'm not very big but I'm awful shy
The lassies shout as I walk by,
"Donald, Where's Your Trousers?"

Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low
Through the streets in my kilt I'll go
All the lassies cry, "Hello!
Donald, where's your trousers?"

I went to a fancy ball
It was slippery in the hall
I was afeared that I may fall
Cause I nay had on trousers

Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low
Through the streets in my kilt I'll go
All the lassies cry, "Hello!
Donald, where's your trousers?"

The lassies love me every one
They must catch me if they can
You can not put the breeks on a highland man, saying,
"Donald, where's your trousers?"

Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low
Through the streets in my kilt I'll go
All the lassies cry, "Hello!
Donald, where's your trousers?"

I went down to London town
To have a little fun in the underground
The Ladies turned their heads around, saying,
"Donald, where's your trousers?"

Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low
Through the streets in my kilt I'll go
All the lassies cry, "Hello!
Donald, where's your trousers?"

Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low
Through the streets in my kilt I'll go
All the lassies cry, "Hello!
Donald, where's your trousers?"

Donald, where's your trousers?"

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