Chords for The Irish Rovers - Donald Where's Your Troosers

[Abm] _ _ _ _ _ [Gb] For many hundreds of years in the [Abm] Highlands of Scotland, men have given up wearing [Gb] trousers
[Abm] and have taken to wearing the skirts or the kilts.
[Gb]
But nevertheless, [Abm] these kilted boys in the last
war [Gb] were named the ladies from [Abm] hell.
So you have to be terrible careful if you [Gb] ever get curious
about the kilts.
_ [Abm] Never ask them, _ [Gb] Donald where's your [Abm] trousers? _ _ _ _
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_ _ [Gb] Through the streets in my kilt I'll go, [Abm]
all the Nazis say hello, [Gb] Donald where's [Abm] your trousers?
To a fancy [Gb] ball and it was slippery in the hall, [Abm] and I was feared that I might [Gb] fall,
cause I had me [Abm] own mackerel.
Let the wind blow, hey let the wind blow [Gb] low, through the streets in my kilt I'll [Abm] go,
all the Nazis say [Eb] hello, Donald [Abm] where's your trousers?
_ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _ [Abm] Hey boys!
_ _ [Gb] _ _ [Abm] _ Let the wind blow, hey let the wind blow low, [Gb] through the streets in my kilt [Abm] I'll go,
all the Nazis say [B] hello, Donald [Abm] where's your trousers?
Now I went down to London, _ [Gb] _ _ _ [Abm]
the ladies from the heavens around [Eb] said,
Donald [Db] where are your trousers?
[Abm] Let the wind blow, hey let the wind [Gb] blow low, through the streets in my kilt [Abm] I'll go,
all the Nazis say hello, [Gb] Donald [Abm] where's your trousers?
I said another day, I prayed [Gb] with fire, I prayed each day in the [Abm] garden,
in the place over here, and my [Gb] son said, Donald where [Abm] are your trousers?
Let the wind blow, hey let the wind blow [Gb] low, through the streets in my kilt I'll go,
[Abm]
all the Nazis say hello, [Gb] Donald [Abm] where's your trousers?
Donald [Gb] [Abm] where's your trousers?
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