There were three brothers in merry In merry Scotland were three And they did cast lots of them should go go, should go And turn all on the salt sea
The lot it first upon 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
They had not sailing but a long winter's night And a of a short winter's day When he espied a stout lofty Lofty ship, lofty bibbing down on him straight way
"Hello, hello", cried Henry What you sail so nigh? I'm a rich merchant bound for fair London Town London Town, London Would you for to let me pass by?
"Oh no, oh no", Henry Martin This it never could be For I turned robber all on the salt sea sea, the salt sea. For to my two brothers and me
Come lower your tops'l and up your mizz'n And bring your ship my lee Or I give you a full cannon ball ball, cannon ball And all dear bodies drown in the salt sea
Oh no, we won't lower our topsail Nor our ship under your lee And you shan't take from us our rich goods Merchant goods, merchant Nor point our bold to the sea
Then broadside and broadside and at it went For two hours or three Till Henry Martin gave to deathshot The deathshot, the And straight to the went she
Bad news, bad news to old came Bad to fair London Town There's been a rich vessel and she's cast Cast away, away And all of her merry men