Macphersons Rant Cifras

"Macpherson's Rant"
The Corries
Live From Scotland Vol. 2, 1974-75
 
 
[Verse 1]
     F                           C
Fareweel ye dungeons dark and strang
      F            Bb
The wretches destiny.
     F                           C
MacPherson's time will no' be lang.
    F      Bb        C
On yonder gallow's tree.
 
 
[Verse 2]
        F                        C
It was by a woman's treacherous hands
     F                   Bb
That I was condemned to dee.
      F                  C
She stood uben a windae ledge,
        F        Bb       C
And a blanket threw o'er me.
 
 
[Chorus]
     F              C
Sae rantingly, sae wantonly,
         F               Bb
And sae dauntingly gaed he.
     F                            C
He played a tune, and he danced aroond
   F       Bb        C
Below the gallow's tree.
 
 
[Verse 3]
     F                          C
Oh what is death, but parting breath
    F              Bb
On many a bloody plain.
      F                           C
I've daur'd his face, and in his place
    F          Bb   C
I scorned him yet again.
 
 
[Chorus]
     F              C
Sae rantingly, sae wantonly,
         F               Bb
And sae dauntingly gaed he.
     F                            C
He played a tune, and he danced aroond
   F       Bb        C
Below the gallow's tree.
 
 
[Verse 4]
        F                               C
I have lived a life, o' straught and strife,
   F             Bb
I die by treachery.
    F                             C
It burns my heart, that I must depart,
    F   Bb      C
An no aveng'ed be!
 
 
[Chorus]
     F              C
Sae rantingly, sae wantonly,
         F               Bb
And sae dauntingly gaed he.
     F                            C
He played a tune, and he danced aroond
   F       Bb        C
Below the gallow's tree.
 
 
[Verse 5]
       F                                C
So tak off these bands, frae 'round my hands;
F              Bb
Gae to me my sword.
      F                         C
For there's no a man in a' Scotland
           F       Bb    C
But I'll brave him at a word!
 
 
[Chorus]
     F              C
Sae rantingly, sae wantonly,
         F               Bb
And sae dauntingly gaed he.
     F                            C
He played a tune, and he danced aroond
   F       Bb        C
Below the gallow's tree.
 
 
[Verse 6]
        F                       C
So fareweel night, the parting light,
    F                 Bb
And all beneath the sky.
     F                        C
May coward shame distain his name
      F          Bb       C
The wretch that dare not die.
 
 
[Chorus]
     F              C
Sae rantingly, sae wantonly,
         F               Bb
And sae dauntingly gaed he.
     F                            C
He played a tune, and he danced aroond
   F       Bb        F
Below the gallow's tree.
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