Corries - Macpherson's Rant Lyrics
Farewell ye dungeons dark and strang,The wretches destiny,MacPhersons time will no be lang,On yonder gallow's treeIt was by a woman's treachorous hands,That I was condemned to dee,She stood uben a windae ledge,And a blanket threw o'er me(Chorus)Sae rantingly, sae wantonly,Ans sae dauntingly gaed he,He played a tune and he danced aroundBelow the gallow's tree(Chorus)Oh what is death, but parting breathOn mony a bloody plainI've daur'd his face, and in his placeI scorn him yet again(Chorus)I have lived a life, o' straught and strifeI die by treacheryIt burns my heart, that I must departAn no avenged be(Chorus)So tak these bands fae aff my handsGae to me my swordThere's nae a man in a' ScotlandBut I'll brave him at a word(Chorus)Now farewell light thou sunshine brightAnd all beneath the skyMay coward shame distain his nameThe wretch that dare not die(Chorus)