Henry Martin

Joan Baez2006年1月1日
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Henry Martin - Joan Baez (瓊·貝茲)

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

Salt sea salt sea

 

For to maintain his two brothers and he

 

He 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 abibing down on him straight way

 

Hullo Hullo cried Henry Martin

 

What makes you sail so nigh

 

I'm a rich merchant ship bound for fair London town

London Town London Town

 

Would you please for to let me pass by

 

Oh no Oh no cried Henry Martin

 

That thing it never could be

 

For I am turned robber all on the salt sea

Salt sea salt sea

 

For to maintain my two brothers and me

 

Come lower your topsail and brail up your mizz'n

And bring your ship under my lee

 

Or I will give you a full canon ball

Canon ball canon ball

 

And your dear bodies drown in the salt sea

 

Oh no we won't lower our lofty topsail

 

Nor bring our ship under your lee

 

And you shan't take from us our rich merchant goods

 

Merchant goods merchant goods

 

Nor point our bold guns to the sea

 

Then broadside and broadside and at it they went

For fully two hours or three

 

Till Henry Martin gave to her the deathshot

The deathshot the deathshot

 

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

 

All of her merry men drown

 

***歌詞來自第三方***

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