At Invergordon by the sea
They've built a new distillery.
And all the gulls are on the spree, that live in Invergordon.
The mash that's flowing from the still,
They gobble doon wi' right good will.
Now every gull can hold it's gill
That lives in Invergordon.

Duramadoo a duramaday, duramadoo a dady oh
Duramadoo a duramaday. The gulls o' Invergordon.

A Glasgow gull came frae the Clyde
To Invergordon to reside
And got himself half-stupefied
With the gulls o' Invergordon.
And then he found to his surprise
That he was hardly fit tae rise,
And flying kind o' sidywise
When he left Invergordon.

Duramadoo etc

Now when we die, some people say
We come back in another shape.
How I would love to come and stay
As a gull at Invergordon.
Dramadoo a dumaday, reincarnation would be gay.
A kind of perpetual hogmanay
With the gulls o' Invergordon