Luyện nghe bài hát Henry Martin

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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