McPherson's Lament
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| Farewell, ye dungeons dark and strong, farewell, farewell to thee McPherson's life will no be long on yonder gallows tree Sa rantingly, sa wantingly, and sa dauntingly 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 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" Sa rantingly, sa wantingly, and sa dauntingly 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 Sa rantingly, sa wantingly, and sa dauntingly gaed he He played a tune and he danced around below the gallows tree This page has been viewed 3185 times |
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