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 chookter, that come, fae Skye
His sidekick was an aura man, n oh but he was mean
He was called The Midnight Ploughboy, n he come fae Aberdeen
He had twentyseven notches on his chronic so they say
And he killed a million indians - way up in Stornayway
Portree booted in the door, he sauntered tae the bar
He poured a shot ay Crabby's, he shouted 'Slangevar'
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 fae 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 Balahoulish ferry
Hee-durum-ho
Hee-durum-hey
The chookter, that come, fae 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 some 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 boared oer, 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
n ye aywees turned the table, when i go tae throw me dice
Hee-durum-ho
Hee-durum-hey
The chookter, that come, fae Skye
The gambler drew his sgian dubh, as fast as lightening speed
The Portree grabbed a screwtop, and 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, and says i'll hae a half
And dae ye like the way i stuck it, tae that wee McMerrinyaf
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 chookter, that come, fae Skye
They sing this song in Gallashields, n 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
Hee-durum-ho
Hee-durum-hey
The chookter, that come, fae Skye
Corries - The Portree Kid Lyrics
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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 chookter, that come, fae Skye
His sidekick was an aura man, n oh but he was mean
He was called The Midnight Ploughboy, n he come fae Aberdeen
He had twentyseven notches on his chronic so they say
And he killed a million indians - way up in Stornayway
Portree booted in the door, he sauntered tae the bar
He poured a shot ay Crabby's, he shouted 'Slangevar'
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 fae 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 Balahoulish ferry
Hee-durum-ho
Hee-durum-hey
The chookter, that come, fae 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 some 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 boared oer, 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
n ye aywees turned the table, when i go tae throw me dice
Hee-durum-ho
Hee-durum-hey
The chookter, that come, fae Skye
The gambler drew his sgian dubh, as fast as lightening speed
The Portree grabbed a screwtop, and 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, and says i'll hae a half
And dae ye like the way i stuck it, tae that wee McMerrinyaf
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 chookter, that come, fae Skye
They sing this song in Gallashields, n 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
Hee-durum-ho
Hee-durum-hey
The chookter, that come, fae Skye
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 chookter, that come, fae Skye
His sidekick was an aura man, n oh but he was mean
He was called The Midnight Ploughboy, n he come fae Aberdeen
He had twentyseven notches on his chronic so they say
And he killed a million indians - way up in Stornayway
Portree booted in the door, he sauntered tae the bar
He poured a shot ay Crabby's, he shouted 'Slangevar'
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 fae 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 Balahoulish ferry
Hee-durum-ho
Hee-durum-hey
The chookter, that come, fae 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 some 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 boared oer, 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
n ye aywees turned the table, when i go tae throw me dice
Hee-durum-ho
Hee-durum-hey
The chookter, that come, fae Skye
The gambler drew his sgian dubh, as fast as lightening speed
The Portree grabbed a screwtop, and 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, and says i'll hae a half
And dae ye like the way i stuck it, tae that wee McMerrinyaf
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 chookter, that come, fae Skye
They sing this song in Gallashields, n 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
Hee-durum-ho
Hee-durum-hey
The chookter, that come, fae Skye