Traveller, upon the moor
Weary limbed, been here before
Slow with drink, filthy mouth
Finding girls, heading south
Pilgrimage, o´ hungry man

Godless stumble, heavy hand
Tavern hero, man of men
Through the fog, he´ll strike again

Someone´s gotta take care of him
Something´s gonna take care of him
Oh, he had it coming
Oh, he had it coming
A ride on a kelpie´s back
Should teach him something
Oooh, oooh

Human man, through the bog
Apple-mouthed, feast bound hog
There she grazes, ´pon the heather
Mythic lighthouse, ´twixt the weather
Takes one look, his boots soaked blue
His lucky day, safe passage through

He climbs aboard, a fist of mane
The kelpie stirs, bounds through the rain

Someone´s gotta take care of him
Something´s gonna take care of him
Oh, he had it coming
Oh, he had it coming
A ride on a kelpie´s back
Should teach him something
Oooh, oooh

Gallop wild, the man exclaims
And through the brambles
Through the flames
Into Loch Tanna, the water´s black
The magic binds him to her back
His lungs give way, a mighty rush
Now, no girl will man ever touch

Now, no girl will man ever touch
Now, no girl will man ever touch

He had it coming
Oh, he had it coming
A ride on a kelpie´s back
Should teach him something
Oooh, oooh

He had it coming
Oh, he had it coming
A ride on a kelpie´s back
Should teach him something
Oooh, oooh