Below the Gallows Tree The Weavers

Farewell, ye dungeons dark and strong
Farewell, farewell to thee
MacPherson's song will not be long
Upon 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

Oh, little did my mother know
When first she cradled me
That I would become 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

Untie these bands from off my hands
And give to me my bow
I've naught to leave my brave Scotland
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