Fairies dancing in the dead of night
Spread your wings and learn to fly
In darkness of the Isle of Skye
And the whisky gets you oh so high
Fly fairy fly Into the darkness and Cuillin Hills high.

Hairy coo, Hairy coo, Hairy coo
Hairy coo, Hairy coo
How are you? How are you?
Hairy coo, Hairy coo, Hairy coo

We'll be trekking round the sheep poo when we come
We'll be eating all the mushies when we come
We'll be drinking all the whisky when we come
We'll be fekking all the farmers when we come
and hooking all the fishermen when we come
Yeehah!

Hairy coo, Hairy coo, Hairy coo
Hairy coo, Hairy coo
How are you? How are you?
Hairy coo, Hairy coo, Hairy coo

Bye bye the Isle of Skye
Drove the jo-jo with the mojo
But the engine was dry
And we got up at 7 and we don't know why
Singing "may the Haggis bus die"
Singing "may the Haggis bus die"

Hairy coo, Hairy coo, Hairy coo
Hairy coo, Hairy coo
How are you? How are you?
Hairy coo, Hairy coo, Hairy coo