the town pants - macphearson's lament 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
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