Henry Martin-Joan Baez

[00:08.07] Henry Martin [00:08.85] Joan Baez [00:14.97] There were three brothers in merry Scotland, [00:19.08] In merry Scotland there were three, [00:22.86] And they did cast lots which of them should go, [00:26.64] should go, should go, [00:30.60] And turn robber all on the salt sea. [00:36.78] The lot it fell first upon Henry Martin, [00:40.68] The youngest of all the three; [00:43.20] That he should turn robber all on the salt sea, [00:48.30] Salt sea, the salt sea. [00:51.60] For to maintain his two brothers and he. [01:07.44] He had not been sailing but a long winter's night [01:11.25] And a part of a short winter's day, [01:13.59] Before he espied a stout lofty ship, [01:18.69] lofty ship, lofty ship, [01:22.02] Come abibbing down on him straight way. [01:30.99] Hullo! Hullo! cried Henry Martin, [01:34.50] What makes you sail so nigh? [01:38.10] I'm a rich merchant ship bound for fair London Town, [01:41.70] London Town, London Town [01:45.03] Would you please for to let me pass by? [01:51.60] Oh no! Oh no! cried Henry Martin, [01:55.41] This thing it never could be, [01:58.71] For I have turned robber all on the salt sea [02:02.73] Salt sea, salt sea. [02:05.94] For to maintain my two brothers and me. [02:14.16] Come lower your tops'l and brail up your mizz'n [02:17.70] And bring your ship under my lee, [02:21.90] Or I will give you a full cannon ball, [02:25.23] cannon ball, cannon ball, [02:29.16] And your dear bodies drown in the salt sea. [02:37.56] Oh no! we won't lower our lofty topsail, [02:41.37] Nor bring our ship under your lee, [02:45.30] And you shan't take from us our rich merchant goods, [02:49.02] merchant goods, merchant goods [02:52.56] Nor point our bold guns to the sea. [03:07.71] Then broadside and broadside and at it they went [03:11.58] For fully two hours or three, [03:15.24] Till Henry Martin gave to her the deathshot, [03:19.29] the deathshot, the deathshot, [03:23.94] And straight to the bottom went she. [03:33.87] Bad news, bad news, to old England came, [03:37.98] Bad news to fair London Town, [03:41.43] There's been a rich vessel and she's cast away, [03:45.39] cast away, cast away, [04:12.18] And all of her merry men drown'd.