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[00:00.00] 作词 : Traditional
[00:14.97]There were three brothers in merry Scotland,
[00:19.06]In merry Scotland there were three,
[00:22.86]And they did cast lots which of them should go,
[00:26.80]Should go, should go,
[00:30.00]And turn robber all on the salt sea.
[00:36.73]The lot it fell first upon Henry Martin,
[00:40.54]The youngest of all the three;
[00:44.40]That he should turn robber all on the salt sea,
[00:48.09]The salt sea, the salt sea.
[00:51.38]For to maintain his two brothers and he.
[01:06.96]They had not been sailing but a long winter's night
[01:11.00]And a part of a short winter's day,
[01:14.95]When he espied a stout lofty ship,
[01:18.44]Lofty ship, lofty ship,
[01:21.68]Come abibbing down on him straight way.
[01:30.45]Hullo! Hullo! cried Henry Martin,
[01:34.18]What makes you sail so nigh?
[01:37.77]I'm a rich merchant ship bound for fair London Town,
[01:41.37]London Town, London Town
[01:44.56]Would you please for to let me pass by?
[01:51.14]Oh no! Oh no! cried Henry Martin,
[01:54.93]This thing it never could be,
[01:58.48]For I have turned robber all on the salt sea
[02:02.21]The salt sea, the salt sea.
[02:05.97]For to maintain my two brothers and me.
[02:14.26]Come lower your tops'l and brail up your mizz'n
[02:18.20]And bring your ship under my lee,
[02:21.89]Or I will give to you a full cannon ball,
[02:25.30]Cannon ball, cannon ball,
[02:28.73]And your dear bodies drown in the salt sea.
[02:37.41]Oh no! We won't lower our lofty topsail,
[02:41.47]Nor bring our ship under your lee,
[02:45.26]And you shan't take from us our rich merchant goods,
[02:49.00]Merchant goods, merchant goods
[02:52.45]Nor point our bold guns to the sea.
[03:07.64]Then broadside and broadside and at it they went
[03:11.43]For fully two hours or three,
[03:15.27]Till Henry Martin gave to them the deathshot,
[03:19.11]The deathshot, the deathshot,
[03:23.33]And straight to the bottom went she.
[03:33.78]Bad news, bad news, to old England came,
[03:37.81]Bad news to fair London Town,
[03:41.41]There's been a rich vessel and she's cast away,
[03:45.34]Cast away, cast away,
[03:50.81]And all of her merry men drown'd.