Farewell you dungeons dark and strong, farewell, farewell to thee
Mac Phereson's song will not be long upon the gallows tree
Sae rantin'ly, sae wantonly, sae dauntin'ly played he
He played a tune and he danced it roon, below the gallows tree
Oh little did my mother know when first she cradled me
That I would become a roving boy and die on the gallows tree
Sae rantin'ly, sae wantonly, sae dauntin'ly played he
He played a tune and he danced it roon, below the gallows tree
Untie these bands from off my hands and give to me my bow
I've got to leave my gay Scotland with a tune before I go
Sae rantin'ly, sae wantonly, sae dauntin'ly played he
He played a tune and he danced it roon, below the gallows tree
There's some come here to see me hang, and some to steal my fiddle
But before that I do part with her, I'll split her through the middle
Sae rantin'ly, sae wantonly, sae dauntin'ly played he
He played a tune and he danced it roon, below the gallows tree
He took the fiddle into both his hands, he broke it o'er his knee
Saying;When I am gone no other hands shall ever play on thee
Sae rantin'ly, sae wantonly, sae dauntin'ly played he
He played a tune and he danced it roon, below the gallows tree