There three brothers in merry Scotland In merry Scotland there were And they did cast which of them should go Should go, go And turn robber all on the sea
The lot it fell first upon 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
They had not sailing but a long winter's night And a part of a short day When he a stout lofty ship ship, lofty ship Come down on him straight way
"Hello, hello", cried Henry makes you sail so nigh? I'm a rich merchant ship bound for fair London London Town, Town Would you for to let me pass by?
"Oh no, oh no", Henry Martin This thing it could be For I have robber all on the salt sea sea, the salt 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 give you a cannon ball ball, cannon ball And all your dear bodies in the salt sea
Oh no, we won't lower our lofty Nor our ship under your lee And you shan't take from us our rich merchant Merchant goods, goods Nor our bold guns to the sea
Then broadside and and at it they went For two hours or three Henry Martin gave to them deathshot The deathshot, the And straight to the went she
Bad news, bad news to old came Bad news to fair London There's been a rich vessel and she's away away, cast away And all of her merry men