| 歌曲 | McPherson's Rant |
| 歌手 | The Real McKenzies |
| 专辑 | Clash Of The Tartans |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Real McKenzies | |
| Farewell ye dungeons, dark & strong | |
| This wretches destiny | |
| MacPherson's day will nae be long | |
| Allow the gallows tree | |
| Say rauntingly, say wantonly | |
| And undauntedly ga'ed he | |
| And he played a spring and danced it 'round | |
| Allow the gallows tree | |
| Well I've lived me a life of stearf and strife | |
| On mony a bloody battle plain | |
| But it breaks my heart I must depart | |
| And nae avenged I be | |
| So take these bands frae aff me hands | |
| And bring to me my sword | |
| For there nae be a man in all the land | |
| I'll brave him at one word | |
| So farewell light and me sun shine bright | |
| And all benath the Highland skies | |
| MacPherson's name will nae distaine | |
| The wretch who will nae die |
| zuo qu : Real McKenzies | |
| Farewell ye dungeons, dark strong | |
| This wretches destiny | |
| MacPherson' s day will nae be long | |
| Allow the gallows tree | |
| Say rauntingly, say wantonly | |
| And undauntedly ga' ed he | |
| And he played a spring and danced it ' round | |
| Allow the gallows tree | |
| Well I' ve lived me a life of stearf and strife | |
| On mony a bloody battle plain | |
| But it breaks my heart I must depart | |
| And nae avenged I be | |
| So take these bands frae aff me hands | |
| And bring to me my sword | |
| For there nae be a man in all the land | |
| I' ll brave him at one word | |
| So farewell light and me sun shine bright | |
| And all benath the Highland skies | |
| MacPherson' s name will nae distaine | |
| The wretch who will nae die |
| zuò qǔ : Real McKenzies | |
| Farewell ye dungeons, dark strong | |
| This wretches destiny | |
| MacPherson' s day will nae be long | |
| Allow the gallows tree | |
| Say rauntingly, say wantonly | |
| And undauntedly ga' ed he | |
| And he played a spring and danced it ' round | |
| Allow the gallows tree | |
| Well I' ve lived me a life of stearf and strife | |
| On mony a bloody battle plain | |
| But it breaks my heart I must depart | |
| And nae avenged I be | |
| So take these bands frae aff me hands | |
| And bring to me my sword | |
| For there nae be a man in all the land | |
| I' ll brave him at one word | |
| So farewell light and me sun shine bright | |
| And all benath the Highland skies | |
| MacPherson' s name will nae distaine | |
| The wretch who will nae die |