Luyện nghe bài hát Henry Martin

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