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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 The 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 a 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 Will you please for to let me pass by? Oh no, oh no, cried Henry Martin This thing it never could be Letras de cancionesFor I have turned robber all on the salt sea Salt sea, the salt sea For to maintain my two brothers and me Then broadside and broadside and at it they went For fully two hours or three Til Henry Martin gave to them the 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 From Letras Mania