The Waggle O’ The Kilt
- I'll never forget the day I went andjoined the ninety – third’,
The chums I used to run with said they thought I looked absurd
They saluted me, and gathered round me in a ring
And as I wagg’d my tartan kilt they a' began to sing
He's a braw braw hielan' laddie
Private Jock McDade
There's not anither soger like him in the Scotch Brigade
Rear'd amang the heather, you can see he's Scottish built
By the wig, wig, wiggle, waggle Of the kilt - I’ll never forget the day we were order'd on review
The King came down to see us, and the Queen was with him too
As I march’d by the royal coach the King just shook his head
The Queen put on her royal spec's and look'd at me and said
He's a braw braw hielan' laddie
Private Jock McDade
There's not anither soger like him in the Scotch Brigade
Rear'd amang the heather, you can see he's Scottish built
By the wig, wig, wiggle, waggle Of the kilt - I’ll never forget the day we went away to camp
The sun was hot, I drank a lot, I was nearly dead with cramp
I'm very nearly certain sure I would have died that day
But the thing that saved my life was when the band began to play
He's a braw braw hielan' laddie
Private Jock McDade
There's not anither soger like him in the Scotch Brigade
Rear'd amang the heather, you can see he's Scottish built
By the wig, wig, wiggle, waggle Of the kilt
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