The Weavers - Below the Gallows Tree lyrics

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. 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. He played a tune and danced aroun', And they hanged him to the tree.