The Drunk Scotsman: Irish Folk Melody Well a Scotsman clad in kilt left a 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 no longer keep his feet, And he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street. Ring-ding-diddle-iddle-adi-o Ring-da-diddly-ai-o 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 build, I wonder if it’s true what they don’t wear beneath the kilt?” Ring-ding-diddle-iddle-adi-o Ring-da-diddly-ai-o I wonder if it’s true what they don’t wear beneath the kilt? They crept up on theat 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 shirt, Was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth. Ring-ding-diddle-iddle-adi-o Ring-da-diddly-ai-o Was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth. They marveled for a moment than 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 the Scot’s kilt did lift and show. Ring-ding-diddle-iddle-adi-o Ring-da-diddly-ai-o Around the bonny-star the Scot’s kilt did lift and show. Now the Scotsman woke to nature’s call and stumbled towards 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, “Lad I don’t know where ya been but I see you won first prize.” Ring-ding-diddle-iddle-adi-o Ring-da-diddly-ai-o Lad I don’t know where ya been but I see you won first prize.