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Robert Burns - M`Pherson`s Rant
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Farewell, ye dungeons dark and strong,
The wretch`s destinie!
M`Pherson`s time will not be long
On yonder gallows-tree.

Chorus:
Sae rantingly, sae wantonly,
Sae dauntingly gaed he;
He play`d a spring , and danc`d it round,
Below the gallows-tree.

O, what is death but parting breath?
On many a bloody plain
I`ve dared his face, and in this place
I scorn him yet again!
Sae rantingly, &c.

Untie these bands from off my hands,
And bring me to my sword;
And there`s no a man in all Scotland
But I`ll brave him at a word.
Sae rantingly, &c.

I`ve liv`d a life of sturt and strife;
I die by treacherie:
It burns my heart I must depart,
And not avenged be.
Sae rantingly, &c.

Now farewell light, thou sunshine bright,
And all beneath the sky!
May coward shame distain his name,
The wretch that dares not die!
Sae rantingly, &c.
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