Luyện nghe bài hát Henry Martin

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