There were three brothers in merry In merry Scotland 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 upon Henry Martin The of all the three he should turn robber all on the salt sea Salt sea, the sea For to maintain his two and he
They had not been but a long winter's night And a part of a winter's day he espied a stout lofty ship Lofty ship, ship Come down on him straight way
"Hello, hello", cried Martin What you sail so nigh? I'm a merchant ship bound for fair London Town London Town, London Would you for to let me pass by?
"Oh no, oh no", Henry Martin thing it never could be For I have turned all on the salt sea Salt sea, the sea. For to my two brothers and me
lower your tops'l and brail up your mizz'n And bring your ship my lee Or I will give you a cannon ball Cannon ball, ball And all your bodies drown in the salt sea
Oh no, we won't our lofty topsail Nor our ship under your lee And you take from us our rich merchant goods Merchant goods, merchant Nor point our guns to the sea
Then and broadside and at it they went For fully two or three 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 fair Town There's been a rich vessel and cast away Cast away, cast And all of her men drowned