MacPherson's Lament
Hamish ImlachOriginal | Versione dei Clancy Brothers. |
MACPHERSON'S LAMENT Farewell, ye dungeons dark and strong, farewell, farewell to thee McPherson's life will no be long on yonder gallows tree Sae rantinly, sae wantonly, and sae dauntonly gaed he He played a tune and he danced around below the gallows tree There's some come here for to see me hung, and some to buy my fiddle But before that I do part with her, I'll break her through the middle Sae rantinly, sae wantonly, and sae dauntonly gaed he He played a tune and he danced around below the gallows tree He took his fiddle in both of his hands, and he broke it o'er a stone Saying: "There's no other hand shall play on thee when I am dead and gone" Sae rantinly, sae wantonly, and sae dauntonly gaed he He played a tune and he danced around below the gallows tree The reprieve was coming o'er the Brig of Banff, to set McPherson free But they put the clock a quarter before, and they hanged him from a tree Sae rantinly, sae wantonly, and sae dauntonly gaed he He played a tune and he danced around below the gallows tree | MACPHERSON'S LAMENT Farewell, ye dungeons dark and drear, Farewell, farewell to ye, MacPherson's live will no be long Round yonder gallows-tree. Sae rantingly and sae wantonly, Sae dauntingly gaed he; He play'd a tune, and danc'd it round Below yon gallows-tree. Take off these bands from on my hands And give to me my sword For there's no a man in all Scotland But I'll brave him at his word Sae rantingly and sae wantonly, Sae dauntingly gaed he; He play'd a tune, and danc'd it round Below yon gallows-tree. Now there's some come here for to see me hung and some to buy my fiddle but before that I will part with her I'll break her through the middle. Sae rantingly and sae wantonly, Sae dauntingly gaed he; He play'd a tune, and danc'd it round Below yon gallows-tree. So he took his fiddle in both his hands And he broke it o'er a stone, Saying there's no other hand shall play on thee When I am dead and gone. Sae rantingly and sae wantonly, Sae dauntingly gaed he; He play'd a tune, and danc'd it round Below yon gallows-tree. The reprieve was coming o the Brig o' Banf To set MacPherson free, But they put the clock a quarter before And they hanged him from a tree. Sae rantingly and sae wantonly, Sae dauntingly gaed he; He play'd a tune, and danc'd it round Below yon gallows-tree. |