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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 tuechter, that come, frae Skye

His sidekick was an orra man, an oh but he was mean

He was called The Midnight Ploughboy, an he come frae Aberdeen

He had twentyseven notches on his chrommach 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 o' Crabby's, he shouted 'Slainte Mhor'

While Midnight was bein chatted up, by a 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 Ballachulish ferry

Hee-durum-ho

Hee-durum-hey

The teuchter, 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 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 oer, and shouted you're a cheat

Men dived behind the rubber plants, tae try and save their skins

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 ayways dunt 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-dhub, as fast as lightning speed

Portree grabbed a screwtop, he cracked him oer the heid

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 McMerry nyaff

But the Southerner crept up behind, his features wracked wi pain

And he gobbed him wi an ashtray, made oot a curlin stane

The fight went ragin on all night, till openin time next day

Break for soup an 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, fae Skye

They sing this song in Gallasheils, n up by Peterheid

Way down oer the border, across the Rio Tweed

About what became of Portree, Midnight and the Gamblin man

They opened up a gift shop, sellin' fresh air in a can

Hee-durum-ho

Hee-durum-hey

The teuchter, that come, fae Skye

Thanks to Mike for these lyrics

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