farewell ye dungeons dark and strong farewell farewell tae thee macphersons time will no be lang on yonder gallow s tree it was by a woman s treachorous hands that i was condemned to dee she stood uben a windae ledge and a blanket threw o er me sae rantingly sae wantonly ans 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 a bloody plain i ve daur d his face and in his place i scorn him yet again i have lived a life o straught and strife i die by treachery it burns my heart that i must depart an no avenged be  so tak these bands fae aff my hands gae to me my sword there s nae a man in a scotland but i ll brave him at a word now farewell light thou sunshine bright and all beneath the sky may coward shame distain his name the wretch that dare not die 