I've hunted from high and low,
I've looked him in the eye.
I dream about the perfect way
Come taste my blade, you manky bear,
I'll hunt you, then I'll skin you,
hang your noggin on a peg.
Mardu, Mardu, Mardu, Mardu
You're ancient as the highlands
Mardu, Mardu, Mardu, Mardu
for all of us to slaughter you
He's bigger than a Cullen cannon,
till the blood runs from his jaws
He murders in the mountains
and he fights with every clan
His teeth and jowls have ripped the hearts
Mardu, Mardu, Mardu, Mardu
He's stolen lads and lasses
Mardu, Mardu, Mardu, Mardu
for all of us to slaughter you
Through glen and bog and heat and fog
we'll find your furry lair
And then we'll latch you,
and fry your blue and black
We'll mix and slice a thigh with spice
and grill you on the rack
Mordew, mordew, mordew, mordew
We'll buy your heap with dumpling meat
Mordew, mordew, mordew, mordew
for all the clans to slaughter you
We'll make his hide a cosy chair,
We'll splash a dram o' whisky
on his snout at every ball
Tales we'll tell from glen to glen
of how we slayed the beast
And all we'll toast brave
Highland men at every royal feast
Mordew, Mordew, Mordew, Mordew
Our engines kept from fire to fire
of the devil that we slew
Mordew, Mordew, Mordew, Mordew
for all the class to slaughter you you