Song | McPherson's Rant |
Artist | The Real McKenzies |
Album | Clash Of The Tartans |
Download | 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 |