a scotsman clad in kilt left the bar one evening fair and one could tell by how he walked hed drunk more than his share he thumbled on until he could no longer keep his feet he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street chorus ring ding diddle diddle i de o ring di diddle i o he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street about that time two young and lovely girls just happened by and one says to the other with a twinkle in her eye you see yon sleeping scotsman who is young and handsome built i wonder if its true what they dont wear beneath their kilt ring ding diddle diddle i de o ring di diddle i o i wonder if its true what they dont wear beneath their kilt they crept up to the sleeping scotsman quiet as could be then lifted up his kilt about an inch so they could see and there behold for them to view beneath his 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 there but what god gave upon his birth they marveled for a moment then one said wed best be gone but lets leave a present for our friend before we move along and as a gift they took a blue silk ribbon and they tied it in a bow around the bonnie spar that the scots lifted kilt did show ring ding diddle diddle i de o ring di diddle i o around the bonnie spar that the scots lifted kilt did show the scotsman woke to natures call and stumbled toward a tree behind a bush he lifts his kilt and gawks at what he sees then in a startled voice he says to whats before his eyes he said lad i dont know where youve been but i see you won first prize ring ding diddle diddle i de o ring di diddle i o he said lad i dont know where youve been but i see you won first prize