Luyện nghe bài hát Henry Martin

There were three brothers in Scotland
In merry there 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
That he should turn robber all on the sea
sea, the salt sea
For to his two brothers and he

They had not been but a long winter's night
And a part of a short day
he espied a stout lofty ship
Lofty ship, ship
bibbing down on him straight way

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

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

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

Oh no, we won't our lofty topsail
Nor bring our ship under lee
And you shan't take from us our merchant goods
goods, merchant goods
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 went she

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