Farewell, ye dungeons dark and strong
Farewell, farewell to thee
MacPherson's song will not be long
Below the gallows tree

"Say ron-ten-lee, say won-ten-lee
Say don-ten-lee," played he
He played a tune and he danced aroun'
Below the gallows tree

Untie these bands from off my hands
And give to me my bow
I've naught to leave my Scotland brave
But a tune before I go

"Say ron-ten-lee, say won-ten-lee
Say don-ten-lee," played he
He played a tune and he danced aroun'
Below the gallows tree

There's some come here to see me hanged
And some to steal my fiddle
But before that I do part with her
I'll break her through the middle

He took the fiddle into both his hands
He broke it o'er his knee
Sayin', "When I am gone no other hands
Shall ever play on thee."

"Say ron-ten-lee, say won-ten-lee
Say don-ten-lee," played he
He played a tune and he danced aroun'
Below the gallows tree

Oh, little did my mother know
When she first cradled me
That I would turn a rovin' boy
And die on the gallows tree

"Say ron-ten-lee, say won-ten-lee
Say don-ten-lee," played he
He played a tune and he danced aroun'
Below the gallows tree

"Say ron-ten-lee, say won-ten-lee
Say don-ten-lee," played he
He played a tune and he danced aroun'
Below the gallows tree