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MacPherson's Lament

Hamish Imlach
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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.


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