-- As well as I can remember after all these years- haven't heard it sung it for a very long time! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ MACPHERSON'S FAREWELL Fareweel, ye dungeons dark and strang, Fareweel, Fareweel tae thee. MacPherson's time will nae be lang On yonder gallows tree. CHO: Sae rantin'ly, sae wantonly Sae dauntin'ly gaed he He played a tune and danced it a-roon' Below the gallows tree. 'Twas by a woman's treacherous hand That I was condemned to dee. She stood upon a window ledge And a blanket she threw o'er me. Untie these bands frae off my hands And gie to me my sword. There's no' a man in all Scotland But I'll brave him at a word. There's some come here tae see me hanged And some to buy my fiddle. But before I do part wi' her I'll brak her thro' the middle. He took the fiddle in both of his hands And he broke it o'er all a-stane Says,"There's nae ither hand shall play on thee When I am dead and gane." O little did my mother think When first she cradled me, That I would turn a rovin' boy And be hanged on the gallows tree. The reprieve was comin' oot o'Brig o'Banf Tae set MacPherson free, But they pit the clock a quarter afore And hanged him frae the tree. Dave
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