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Farewell ye dungeons, dark & strong, This wretch's destiny
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MacPherson's day will nae be long, Allow the gallows tree
Say rauntingly, say wantonly, And undauntedly ga'ed he
And he played a spring and danced it 'round, Allow the gallows tree
Well I've lived me a life of serf and strife, On mony a bloody battle plain
But it breaks my heart I must depart, And nae avenged I be
Say rauntingly, say wantonly, And undauntedly ga'ed he
And he played a spring and danced it 'round, Allow the gallows tree
So take these bands frae aff me hands, And bring to me my sword
For there nae be a man in all the land, I'll brave him at one word
Say rauntingly, say wantonly, And undauntedly ga'ed he
And he played a spring and danced it 'round, Allow the gallows tree
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So... fare...well light and me sun shine bright, And all benath the Highland skies
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MacPherson's name will nae distaine..., The wretch that will nae die
Say rauntingly, say wantonly, And undauntedly ga'ed he
And he played a spring and danced it 'round, Allow the gallows tree
Say rauntingly, say wantonly, And undauntedly ga'ed he
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And he played a spring and danced it 'round, Allow the gallows tree