Henry Martin chords by Joan Baez

  • G#m

    4
  • E

  • D#

    6
  • B

    2
  • F#

    2
Intro 1
G#m
E
G#m
Verse 1
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There were three brothers
in merry Scotland
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In merry Scotland there were three
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And they did cast lots which
of them should go
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Should go, should go
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B
F#
G#m
And turn robber all on the salt sea
Verse 2
The lot it fell first upon Henry
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G#m
Mar tin
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The youngest of all the three
G#m
That he should turn robber
all on the salt sea
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B
Salt sea, the salt sea
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G#m
F#
For to maintain his two brothers
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and he
E
G#m
Verse 3
They had not been sailing but a long
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G#m
winter's night
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B
And a part of a short winter's day
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G#m
When he espied a stout lofty ship
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Lofty ship, lofty ship
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B
Come bibbing down
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G#m
on him straight way
Verse 4
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"Hello, hello",
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cried Henry Mar tin
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B
D#
What makes you sail so nigh?
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I'm a rich merchant ship bound
for fair London Town
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London Town, London Town
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B
Would you please for to
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let me pass by?
Verse 5
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D#
G#m
"Oh no, oh no", cried Henry Mar tin
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This thing it never could be
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For I have turned robber
all on the salt sea
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Salt sea, the salt sea.
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For to maintain my two
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brothers and me
Verse 6
G#m
Come lower your tops'l
D#
G#m
and brail up your mizz'n
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B
And bring your ship un der my lee
D#
G#m
Or I will give you a full
cannon ball
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B
D#
Cannon ball, cannon ball
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And all your dear bod
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G#m
ies drown in the salt sea
Verse 7
G#m
D#
Oh no, we won't lower our lofty topsail
G#m
F#
B
D#
Nor bring our ship under your lee
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And you shan't take from us
our rich merchant goods
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B
D#
Merchant goods, merchant goods
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B
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Nor point our bold guns to the sea
E
G#m
Verse 8
Then broadside and broadside
and at it they went
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B
For fully two hours or three
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G#m
Till Henry Martin gave to them
deathshot
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B
D#
The deathshot, the
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death shot
B
F#
And straight to the bot
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tom went she
Verse 9
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D#
G#m
Bad news, bad news to old England came
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Bad news to fair London Town
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There's been a rich vessel
and she's cast away
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Cast away, cast away
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B
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G#m
And all of her merry men drowned
E
G#m
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