| There were three brothers in merry Scotland,
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| In merry Scotland there were three, aye,
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| And they did cast lots which of them should go,
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| Should go, should go, should go, aye,
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| And to turn robber all on the salt sea,
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| To turn pirate all on the salt sea.
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| The lot of it fell first to Henry Martin,
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| The younger of all the three, aye,
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| That he should turn robber all on the salt sea,
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| Salt sea, salt sea, salty sea, aye,
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| For to maintain his two brothers and he,
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| To maintain his two brothers and he.
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| He had not been sailing but a long winter’s night
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| And part of a short winter’s day, aye,
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| When he espied a stout lofty ship,
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| Lofty ship, lofty ship, lofty ship, aye
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| Come abibbing down on him straight away,
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| Come abibbing down on him straight away.
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| «Hello, hello,"cried Henry Martin,
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| «What makes you sail so nigh ?"aye,
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| «I'm a rich merchant ship bound for fair London town, aye,
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| And will you not please for to let me pass by?
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| won’t you please for to let me pass by? |
| ««Oh no, oh no,"cried Henry Martin,
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| «This thing it can never be, aye,
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| For I have turned pirate all on the salt sea,
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| Salt sea, salt sea, salty sea, aye,
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| For to maintain my two brothers and me,
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| To maintain my two brothers and me.»
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| «Come lower your top sail and slacken your mizzen,
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| And bring your ship under our lee, aye,
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| Or we will give to you a full cannon ball,
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| Cannon ball, cannon ball, cannon ball, aye,
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| And all your merry men drown in the sea,
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| All your merry men drown in the sea.»
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| «We won’t lower our top sail nor slacken our mizzen,
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| Nor bring our ship under your lee,
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| And you won’t give to us your full cannon ball,
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| Cannon ball, cannon ball, cannon ball, aye,
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| Nor all our merry men drown in the sea,
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| All our merry men drown in the sea.»
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| Then up him and at him and at him he went,
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| For fully two hours or three, aye,
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| Till Henry Martin gave to them the death shot,
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| The death shot, aye,
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| And all their merry men drowned in the sea,
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| All their merry men drowned in the sea.
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| Sad news, sad news to old England came,
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| Sad news to fair London town, aye,
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| There’s been a rich vessel and she’s cast away,
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| Cast away, cast away, cast away, aye,
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| And all her merry men drowned in the sea,
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| All her merry men drowned in the sea |