A little fun for one of my favorite holidays:
Ode To a Kilt
A Scotsman clad in his many patterned kilt left the bar one evening fair,
one could tell by the way he walked that he had drunk more than his fair share.
He wandered round and round till he could no longer keep his feet,
then he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street.
Ode To a Kilt
A Scotsman clad in his many patterned kilt left the bar one evening fair,
one could tell by the way he walked that he had drunk more than his fair share.
He wandered round and round till he could no longer keep his feet,
then he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street.
About this time two young and lovely girls just happened to pass by,
One said 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 their kilt?"
One said 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 their kilt?"
They crept up on that sleeping Scot as quiet as quiet could be,
then they lifted up this bonnie kilt about an inch so they could see.
And there behold for them to view beneath his Scottish skirt
twas nothing more than god had graced him with upon his birth.
then they lifted up this bonnie kilt about an inch so they could see.
And there behold for them to view beneath his Scottish skirt
twas nothing more than god had graced him with upon his birth.
They marveled for a moment then one said "we must be gone,
lets leave a little present for our friend before we move along."
As a gift they left a blue silk ribbon tied up in a bow,
around the bonnie sight the Scottish skirt to them did show.
lets leave a little present for our friend before we move along."
As a gift they left a blue silk ribbon tied up in a bow,
around the bonnie sight the Scottish skirt to them did show.
Now the Scotsman woke to nature's call and stumbled toward the trees,
behind the bush he lifts his kilt and gawks at what he sees,
Then in a startled voice he says to what's before his eyes.
"Och laddie I don't know where you've been but I see you won first prize!"
behind the bush he lifts his kilt and gawks at what he sees,
Then in a startled voice he says to what's before his eyes.
"Och laddie I don't know where you've been but I see you won first prize!"
What's your favorite folk song or drinking song?
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