Farewell, ye dungeons dark and strong The wretches destiny MacPhersons time will no be lang On yonder gallow's tree It was by a woman's treacherous hands That I was condemned to dee She stood uben a windae ledge And a blanket threw o'er me Sae rantingly, sae wantonly And sae dauntingly gaed he He played a tune, and he danced around Below the gallow's tree Oh what is death, but parting breath On mony's the bloody plain I've daur'd his face, and in his place I scorn him yet again Sae rantingly, sae wantonly And sae dauntingly gaed he He played a tune, and he danced around Below the gallow's tree So tak off these bands fae 'round my hands Gae to me my sword For there's no a man in a' Scotland But I'll brave him at a word Sae rantingly, sae wantonly And sae dauntingly gaed he He played a tune, and he danced around Below the gallow's tree So farewell night, a parting night And all beneath the sky May coward shame distain his name The wretch that dare not die Sae rantingly, sae wantonly And sae dauntingly gaed he He played a tune, and he danced around Below the gallow's tree Sae rantingly, sae wantonly And sae dauntingly gaed he He played a tune, and he danced around Below the gallow's tree