Henry Martin lyrics

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

For I have turned robber all on the salt sea

The 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 death shot

The death shot, the death shot

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

• Artist:Alestorm
• Album:Curse of the Crystal Coconut (2020)