Song of Mor’du Patrick Doyle (Ft. Alex Norton, Billy Connolly, Carey Wilson, Gordon Neville & Scott Davies)

[Verse 1]
I've hunted for him high and low
I've looked him in the eye
I dream about the perfect way
To make this devil die
Come taste my blade, ya manky bear
For gobblin' up my leg
I'll hunt ya then I'll skin ya
Hang your noggin on a peg

[Chorus]
Mor'du, Mor'du, Mor'du, Mor'du
You're ancient as the highlands and as unforgiven too
Mor'du, Mor'du, Mor'du, Mor'du
Now the time has come for all of us to slaughter you

[Verse 2]
He's bigger than a Cuillin, killin' armies with his paws
Mor'du is never happy 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 from many a highland man

[Chorus]
Mor'du, Mor'du, Mor'du, Mor'du
He's stolen lads and lassies, and wee 'bonnie babies too'
Mor'du, Mor'du, Mor'du, Mor'du
Now the time has come for all of us to slaughter you