Joan Baez - Henry martin

^AmThere were three brothers in ^Emerry Scot^Amland, In merry Scot^Dmland there were ^Cthr^Eee, And ^Amthey did cast lots which of them should go, should ^Dmgo, should ^Cgo^E, ^AmAnd turn ^Crobber all ^Gon the salt ^Amsea.

^AmThe lot it fell first upon ^EHenry Mar^Amtin, The youngest of ^Dmall the ^Cthr^Eee; That ^Amhe should turn robber all on the salt sea, Salt ^Dmsea, the salt ^Csea^E. ^AmFor to main^Ctain his two ^Gbrothers and ^Amhe.

^AmThey had not been sailing but a ^Elong winter's ^Amnight And a part of a ^Dmshort winter's ^Cday^E, When ^Amhe espied a stout lofty ship, lofty ^Dmship, lofty ^Cshi^Ep, ^AmCome a^Cbibbing down ^Gon him straight ^Amway.

^AmHullo! Hullo! cried ^EHenry ^AmMartin, What makes you ^Dmsail so ^Cnig^Eh' I'm a ^Amrich merchant ship bound for fair London Town, London ^DmTown, London ^CTow^En ^AmWould you ^Cplease for to ^Glet me pass ^Amby'

^AmOh no! Oh no! cried ^EHenry Mart^Amin, This thing it ^Dmnever could ^Cbe,^E For ^AmI have turned robber all on the salt sea Salt ^Dmsea, the salt ^Csea^E. ^AmFor to main^Ctain my two ^Gbrothers and ^Amme.

^AmCome lower your tops'l and ^Ebrail up your ^Ammizz'n And bring your ship ^Dmunder my ^Clee^E, Or ^AmI will give to you a full cannon ball, cannon ^Dmball, cannon ^Cbal^El, ^AmAnd all your dear ^Cbodies drown ^Gin the salt ^Amsea.

^AmOh no! we won't lower our ^Elofty ^Amtopsail Nor bring our ship ^Dmunder your ^Clee^E, And ^Amyou shan't take from us our rich merchant goods, merchant ^Dmgoods, merchant ^Cgoo^Eds ^AmNor ^Cpoint our bold ^Gguns to the ^Amsea.

^AmThen broadside and broadside and ^Eat it they ^Amwent For fully two ^Dmhours or ^Cthr^Eee, Till ^AmHenry Martin gave to them the deathshot, the death^Dmshot, the death^Csho^Et, ^AmAnd ^Cstraight to the ^Gbottom went ^Amshe.

^AmBad news, bad news, to ^Eold England ^Amcame, Bad news to ^Dmfair London ^CTow^En, There's ^Ambeen a rich vessel and she's cast away, cast a^Dmway, cast a^Cway^E, ^AmAnd ^Call of her ^Gmerry men ^Amdrown'd.