Luyện nghe bài hát Henry Martin

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

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

"Hello, hello", Henry Martin
What makes you sail so
I'm a rich merchant ship bound for fair London
London Town, London
Would you please for to let me 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 my two brothers and me

Come your tops'l 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 bodies drown in the salt sea

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

Then broadside and and at it they went
For fully two hours or
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 London Town
been a rich vessel and she's cast away
Cast away, away
And all of her men drowned