{"id":9460,"date":"2022-04-25T22:04:04","date_gmt":"2022-04-25T22:04:04","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/?p=9460"},"modified":"2024-12-21T23:59:34","modified_gmt":"2024-12-21T23:59:34","slug":"scotsmans-kilt","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/scotsmans-kilt\/","title":{"rendered":"Under the Scotsman’s Kilt"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Oh a Scotsman clad in kilt left the bar one evening fair; and one could tell by how he walked he’d drunk more than his share.<\/span>
\nHe fumbled ’round until he could keep no longer on his feet; and he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

CHORUS<\/strong><\/em><\/span>
\nRing ding diddle diddle hidey ho<\/span>
\nRing ding diddily I Oh<\/span>
\n(repeat last line<\/strong><\/em> of verse)<\/span><\/p>\n

and he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Well about that time two young and lovely lassies passed him by; and one looked to the other with a twinkle in her eye.<\/span>
\n“Do you see yon sleepin’ Scotsman so strong and handsome built? Well I wonder if it’s true what they don’t wear beneath their kilt”<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

CHORUS<\/strong><\/em>
\nRing ding diddle diddle hidey ho
\nRing ding diddily I Oh
\n(repeat last line<\/strong><\/em> of verse)<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

They crept up to the sleepin’ Scotsman quiet as could be. They lifted up his kilt about an inch so they could see; and there behold for them to view beneath the Scotsman’s skirt;<\/span>
\nthere was nothin’ more than God had graced him with upon his birth<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

CHORUS
\nRing ding diddle diddle hidey ho
\nRing ding diddily I Oh
\n(repeat last line of verse)<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Well they marveled for a moment until one said “we must be gone. Let’s leave a present for our friend before we move along”<\/span>
\nAs a gift they left a blue silk ribbon tied up in a bow<\/span>
\nabout the bonny part the Scotsman’s kilt had lift and shown.<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

CHORUS
\nRing ding diddle diddle hidey ho
\nRing ding diddily I Oh
\n(repeat last line of verse)<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Well the Scotsman woke to Nature’s call and stumbled toward the trees. He lifted up his kilt and then he gawks at what he sees; and in the voice of wonderment at what’s before his eyes<\/span>
\n“Akk lad I don’t know where you’ve been but I see you’ve won first prize”<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

CHORUS
\nRing ding diddle diddle hidey ho
\nRing ding diddily I Oh
\n(repeat last line of verse)<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Our Scottish friend still clad in kilt continued down the street. He hadn’\u0092t gone 10 yards or more<\/span>
\nwhen a girl he chanced to meet.<\/span>
\nShe said,\u0094 I’ve heard what\u0092s under there.<\/span>
\nPlease tell me if it\u0092s so.\u0094<\/span>
\nHe said,\u0094 “Why don\u0092t you reach right up,<\/strong><\/em><\/span>
\nAnd give yourself a go?\u0094”<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

CHORUS
\nRing ding diddle diddle hidey ho
\nRing ding diddily I Oh
\n(repeat last line of verse)<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She stuck her hand right up his kilt, and Great was her surprise. She looked up at the Scotsman who had twinkles in his eyes.<\/span>
\nShe cried,\u0094 “Why Sir that\u0092s gruesome!\u0094”<\/span>
\nAnd then she heard him roar<\/span>
\nHe said, “\u0094If you reach up once again<\/strong><\/em><\/span>
\nYou’ll find it\u0092’s grew some more!\u0094”<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

CHORUS
\nRing ding diddle diddle hidey ho
\nRing ding diddily I Oh
\n(repeat last line of verse)<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The Scotman\u0092s Hands were numb with drink<\/span>
\nHis head was spinning \u0091round. He couldn\u0092t get that ribbon off, so homeward he was bound<\/span>
\nHis wife she caught a flash of blue as he took off all his clothes; And it piqued her curiosity as well you might suppose.<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

CHORUS
\nRing ding diddle diddle hidey ho
\nRing ding diddily I Oh
\n(repeat last line of verse)<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Well then she asked that Scotsman where he\u0092’d been and what he\u0092’d done.<\/span>
\nHe said there was a contest at the pub and that he\u0092’d won.<\/span>
\nShe cried,\u0094 You did not show that thing in front of all those men?\u0094 \u0093I did not show it all my love, b<\/strong>ut just enough to win.\u0094<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

CHORUS
\nRing ding diddle diddle hidey ho
\nRing ding diddily I Oh
\n(repeat last line of verse)<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Oh a Scotsman clad in kilt left the bar one evening fair; and one could tell by how he walked he’d drunk more than his share. He fumbled ’round until he could keep no longer on his feet; and he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street … CLICK TO VIEW SONGUnder the Scotsman’s Kilt<\/span><\/a><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-9460","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9460","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=9460"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9460\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9460"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9460"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9460"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}