Irish, Scot, neighbors. Tossing in this little ditty, acapella

Under the Scotsman's Kilt

Well Scotsman clad in kilt left the bar one evening fair
And one evening fair And one could tell by how he walked he'd drunk more than his share
He fumbled round until he could no longer keep his feet
Then stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street.

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

Later on 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 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 oh
Ring di diddle I oh
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
Lifted up his kilt about an inch so they could see
And there behold for them to view beneath his Scottish skirt
Was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth

Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh
Ring di diddle I oh
Was nothing more than 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
They took a blue silk ribbon, tied it in a bow
Around the bonnie star the Scot's lifted kilt did show

Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh
Ring di diddle I oh
Around the bonnie star
the Scot's lifted kilt did show

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

Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh
Ring di diddle I oh
"My friend I don't know where you've been
but I see you won first prize!"