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