作曲 : Chapman, McKenzie, Robertson
Go ye not by 
Gallowa Come bide a while, my frein 
I'll tell ye o the dangers there – 
Beware o Sawney 
Bean. There's nae body kens that he bides there 
For his face is seldom seen 
But tae meet his eye is tae meet your fate 
At the hands o 
Sawney Bean. 
For Sawney he has taen a wife 
And he's hungry bairns tae wean 
And he's raised them up on the flesh o men 
In the cave of 
Sawney Bean. 
And Sawney has been well endowed 
Wi daughters young and lean 
And they a hae taen their faither's seed 
In the cave o 
Sawney Bean. 
An Sawney's sons are young an strong 
And their blades are sharp and keen 
Tae spill the blood o travellers 
Wha meet wi 
Sawney Bean. 
So if you ride frae there tae here 
Be ye wary in between 
Lest they catch your horse and spill your blood 
In the cave o 
Sawney Bean 
They'll hing ye ap an cut yer throat 
An they'll pick yer carcass clean 
An they'll yase yer banes tae quiet the weans 
In the cave o 
Sawney Bean. 
But fear ye not, oor 
Captain rides 
On an errand o the 
Queen And he carries the writ of fire and sword 
For the head o 
Sawney Bean. 
They've hung them high in 
Edinburgh toon 
An likewise a their kin 
An the wind blaws cauld on a their banes 
An tae hell they a hae gaen.