A man came ridin' oot the west one wild and stormy day He was quiet , lean, and hungry - his eyes were smokey grey He was lean across the hurdies, but his shooders they were big The terror o' the Heilan glens - that was the Portree Kid
Hee-durum-ho ... Hee-durum-hey ... The Teuchter, that come, frae Skye
His sidekick was an aura man, and oh, but he was mean He was called The Midnight Ploughboy, and he come frae Aberdeen He had twentyseven notches on his cromack so they say And he killed a million Indians - way up in Stornoway
Portree booted in the door, he sauntered tae the bar He poured a shot ay Crabby's, he shouted 'Slainte Mhath' While Midnight was bein chatted up, my bar room girl called Pam Who said well howdy stranger, would ye buy us a Babycham
Now over in the corner sat three men frae Auchtertool They were playing games for money, in a Snakes and Ladders school The fourth man was a Southerner, who'd come up from MacMerry He'd been a river Gambler, on the Balachulish ferry
Hee-durum-ho ... Hee-durum-hey ... The Teuchter, that come, frae Skye
Portree walked tae the table, and he shouted shake me in He shougled on the egg cup, he gave the dice a spin He threw seven sixes in a row, and the game was nearly done But then he landed on a snake, and finished on square one
The game was nearly over, and Portree was dain fine He'd landed on a ladder, he was up tae fortynine he only had but one tae go, and the other man was beat But the gambler couped the board ower, and shouted you're a cheat
Men dived behind the rubber plants, tae try and save their skin Tha accordianist stopped playin, his sidekick dropped the spoons He said I think it's funny, ye've been up that ladder twice An ye aywees turned the table, when i go tae throw me dice
Hee-durum-ho ... Hee-durum-hey ... The Teuchter, that come, frae Skye
The gambler drew his sgian dubh, as fast as lightning speed The Portree grabbed a screwtop, he cracked him oer the heed Then he gave him laldy wi' a salmon aff the wall And he finished off the business, wi' his lucky Grouse foot's claw
Portree walked up tae the bar, he says i'll hae a half And dae ye like the way i stuck it, tae that wee McMerri nyaff But the Southerner crept up behind him, his featured racked wi pain And he gubbed him wi an ashtray, made oot a curlin stain
The fight went ragin on all night, till openin time next day Break for soup n stovies, off a coronation tray It was gettin kinda obvious that neither man would win when came the shout that stopped it aw, 'there's a bus trip comin' in'
Hee-durum-ho ... Hee-durum-hey ... The Teuchter, that come, frae Skye
They sing this song in Galashiels and up by Peterheed Way down oer the border, across the Rio Tweed About what became of Portree, Midnight and the Gamblin man The opened up a gift shop, sellin' fresh air in a can
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