| As we were got sailing five frosty nights
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| Five cold frosty nights and four days
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| It was there we espied a lofty tall ship
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| She come bearing down on us, brave boys
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| Now, where are you going, you lofty tall ship?
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| How dare you to venture so nigh?
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| For I have turned robber all on the salt sea
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| To maintain my two brothers and I
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| Now, come heave up your courses and let go of your main sheets
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| And let her come under my lee
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| And I shall take from you your rich merchant’s good, merchant’s goods
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| And I’ll point your bow guns to the sea
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| I shall not heave up my courses nor let go of my main sheets
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| Not I’ll let her come under your lee
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| Nor you shall take me my rich merchant’s good, merchant’s goods
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| Nor you’ll point my bow guns to the sea
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| Now, broadside to broadside these two vessels did lay
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| They were fighting four hours or more
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| Till at length Henry Martin gave her a broadside
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| And she sank and she never rose more
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| Sad news, Henry Martin, sad news I’ve to tell
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| Sad news I’m a-going to tell
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| Of a lofty tall ship lost on the salt sea
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| And most of her merry men drowned
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| Bound away to leave you
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| Shallow oh shallow brown
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| Bound away to leave you
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| Shallow oh shallow brown
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| Master’s going to sell me
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| Shallow oh shallow brown
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| Sell me to a Yankee
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| Shallow oh shallow brown
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| Sell me for a dollar
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| Shallow oh Shallow brown
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| Great big Yankee dollar
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| Shallow oh shallow brown
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| Fare thee well Juliana
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| Shallow oh shallow brown
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| Fare thee well Juliana
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| Shallow oh shallow brown
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| Bound away to leave you
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| Shallow oh shallow brown
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| Bound away to leave you
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| Shallow oh shallow brown |