Macphearson's Lament lyrics
Song information
Artist: The Town Pants Album: Liverdance
Lyrics
Farewell, ye dungeons dark and drear Farewell, farewell to ye Macpherson's live will no be long Round yonder gallows-tree
Say rantingly and say wantonly Say 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
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 And 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
The reprieve was coming o the brig o' dans To set macpherson free But they put the clock a quarter before And they hanged him from a tree
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
"Liverdance" album track list
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