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As well as I can remember after all these years- haven't heard it sung it for a very long time!
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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