Luyện nghe bài hát Henry Martin

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

The lot it fell first Henry Martin
The youngest of all the
he should turn robber all on the salt sea
Salt sea, the 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
ship, lofty ship
Come bibbing down on him way

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

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

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

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

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

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