K. Close III

Ring ding diddle diddle i de o
Ring di diddle i o
He stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street.

Later on 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 their kilt’.

Ring ding diddle diddle i de o
Ring di diddle i o
I wonder if it’s true what they don’t wear beneath their kilt.

They crept up to the sleeping Scotsman quiet as could be,
Then lifted up his kilt above the waist so they could see,
And there behold for them to view beneath this Scottish skirt,
Was nothing but what God had graced him with upon his birth.

Ring ding diddle diddle i de o
Ring di diddle i o
Was nothing but what God had graced him with upon his birth.

They marveled for a moment then one said ‘We’d best be gone,
But let’s leave a present for our friend before we move along’,
So as a gift they left a blue silk ribbon, tied into a bow,
Around the bonnie star of that Scot’s kilt to lift and show.

Ring ding diddle diddle i de o
Ring di diddle i o
Around the bonnie star of that Scot’s kilt to lift and show.

The Scotsman woke to nature’s call and stumbled toward the trees,
Behind a bush he lifts his kilt and he gawks at what he sees,
Then in a startled voice he says to what’s before his eyes,
‘My friend, I don’t know where you’ve been but I see you’ve won first,
prize. First prize, first prize, I see you’ve won first prize’.