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T:Henry Martin
B:From 'One Hundred English Folk Songs' (1916)
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w:There were - three bro-thers in me-rry Scot-land, In
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w:me-rry Scot-land there were three. ~~ And 
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w:they did cast lots which of them - should go - should go - should go. 
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w:And - turn rob-ber all on the salt sea -~
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W:There were three brothers in merry Scotland, 
W:In merry Scotland there were three.
W:And they did cast lots 
W:which of them should go should go should go
W:And turn robber all on the salt sea
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W:2
W:The lot it first fell on Henry Martin
W:The youngest of all the three
W:That he should turn robber
W:All on the salt sea salt sea salt sea
W:For to maintain his two brothers and he.
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W:3
W:He had not been sailing but a long Winter's night
W:And a part of a short Winter's day
W:Before he espied
W:A stout lofty ship lofty ship lofty ship
W:Come a bibbing down on him straight way
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W:Hullo hullo cried Henry Martin
W:What makes you sail so nigh?
W:I'm a rich merchant ship
W:bound for London Town London Town London Town
W:Will you please for to let me pass by?
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W:5
W:Oh no, Oh no cried Henry Martin
W:That thing it never could be
W:For I am turned robber
W:all on the salt se salt sea salt sea
W:For to maintain my two brothers and me.
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W:6
W:Come lower your top sail and brail up your mizz'n
W:And bring your ship under my lee
W:Or I will give you a full flowing ball flowing ball flowing ball
W:And your dear bodies drown in the salt sea.
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W:7.
W:Oh no we won't lower our lofty top sail
W:Nor bow ourselves under your lee
W:And you sha'nt take from us
W:our rich merchant goods merchant goods merchant goods
W:Nor point our bold guns to the sea
W:
W:8
W:With broadside and broadside and at it they went
W:For fully two hours or threee
W:That Henry Martingave to her
W:the death shot the death shot the death shot
W:And straight to the bottom went she
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W:9
W:Bad news, bad news to old England came
W:Bad news to fair London Town
W:There's been a rich vessel
W:and she's cast away cast away cast away
W:And all of the merry men drowed.

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