Luyện nghe bài hát Henry Martin

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

The lot it fell first upon Henry
The of all the three
That he should turn robber all on the sea
sea, the salt sea
For to his two brothers and he

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

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

"Oh no, oh no", cried Henry
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 lower your tops'l and brail up your
And bring your ship my lee
Or I will you a full cannon ball
Cannon ball, cannon
And all your dear bodies in the salt sea

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

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

Bad news, bad to old England came
Bad news to fair Town
been a rich vessel and she's cast away
Cast away, away
And all of her merry men