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Henry Martin - Joan Baez (琼·贝兹)
Written by：Secunda/Traditional
There were three brothers in merry Scotland

In merry Scotland there were three
And they did cast lots which of them should go

Should go should go

And turn robber all on the salt sea

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

They had not been sailing but a long winter's night

And a part of a short winter's day

When he espied a stout lofty ship
Lofty ship lofty ship

Come bibbing down on him straight way

Hello hello cried Henry Martin
What makes you sail so nigh
I'm a rich merchant ship bound for fair London Town
London Town London Town

Would you please for to let me pass by
Oh no oh no cried Henry Martin
This thing it never could be
For I have turned robber all on the salt sea
Salt sea the salt sea
For to maintain my two brothers and me
Come lower your tops'l and brail up your mizz'n
And bring your ship under my lee
Or I will give you a full cannon ball

Cannon ball cannon ball

And all your dear bodies drown in the salt sea

Oh no we won't lower our lofty topsail
Nor bring our ship under your lee
And you shan't take from us our rich merchant goods
Merchant goods merchant goods

Nor point our bold guns to the sea

Then broadside and broadside and at it they went
For fully two hours or three
Till Henry Martin gave to them deathshot

The deathshot the deathshot

And straight to the bottom went she

Bad news bad news to old England came
Bad news to fair London Town
There's been a rich vessel and she's cast away

Cast away cast away

And all of her merry men drowned