Luyện nghe bài hát Henry Martin

There were three brothers in Scotland
In merry Scotland there were
And they did cast lots of them should go
go, should go
And turn all on the salt sea

The lot it fell upon Henry Martin
The of all the three
That he should robber all on the salt sea
sea, the salt sea
For to maintain his two and he

had not been sailing but a long winter's night
And a of a short winter's day
When he espied a stout ship
Lofty ship, lofty
Come bibbing on him straight way

"Hello, hello", cried Martin
What makes you sail so
I'm a rich merchant ship bound for fair London
London Town, London
Would you please for to let me by?

"Oh no, oh no", cried Henry
This it never could be
For I turned robber all on the salt sea
Salt sea, the sea.
For to my two brothers and me

Come lower your and brail up your mizz'n
And your ship under my lee
Or I will you a full cannon ball
Cannon ball, ball
And all your dear bodies drown in the sea

Oh no, we lower our lofty topsail
Nor bring our under your lee
And you shan't take us our rich merchant goods
Merchant goods, merchant
Nor point our guns to the sea

Then broadside and and at it they went
For two hours or three
Till Martin gave to them deathshot
The deathshot, the
And straight to the bottom she

Bad news, bad news to old came
Bad to fair London Town
There's been a rich vessel and cast away
Cast away, cast
And all of her men drowned