Band: Кочетков Михаил
Album: Когда накроюсь медным тазом...
Song: Henry Martin

(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 to turn robber all on the salt sea 

The lot it fell first upon Henry Martin 
The youngest of all of 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 

He had not been sailing but a long winter's night 
And part of a short winter's day 
When he espied a rich lofty ship, lofty ship, lofty ship 
Come a bibing down him straight away 

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
Won't you please for to let me pass by 

O no, o no, cried Henry Martin 
That thing it never can 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 topsail and bail up your mizzen 
Bring your ship under my lee 
Or I will give to you a full cannonball, cannonball, cannonball
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
No, point all ball guns to the sea

Then broadside and broadside and at it they went 
For fully two hours or three
Til Henry Martin gave to them the death shot, the death shot, the death shot
And straight to the bottom went she 

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

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