Luyện nghe bài hát Henry Martin

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

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

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

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

"Oh no, oh no", cried Henry
This it never could be
For I have 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 will you a full cannon ball
Cannon ball, ball
And all your dear bodies in the salt sea

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

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