Luyện nghe bài hát Henry Martin

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

The lot it first upon Henry Martin
The youngest of all the
That he should turn all on the salt sea
Salt sea, the sea
For to maintain his two and he

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

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

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

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

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

Then broadside and broadside and at it went
For two hours or three
Till Henry Martin gave to them
The deathshot, the
And straight to the bottom she

Bad news, bad news to old England
Bad news to London Town
There's been a rich and she's cast away
away, cast away
And all of her men drowned