Lofty Tall Ship

As we were gone sailing

Five cold frosty nights

Five cold frosty nights

And four days

It was there we a-spied

A lofty tall ship

She's come bearing down on us

Brave boys

Now, where are you going

You lofty tall ship

How dare you to venture so nigh?

For I have turned robber

All on the salt seas

To maintain my two brothers and I

Now heave up your courses

And let go your main sheets

And bring yourself under my lea

For I shall take from you

Your rich merchants, goods merchants

And I'll point your bow guns to the sea

I'll not heave up my courses

Nor let go my main sheets

Nor bring myself under your lea

Nor you shall take from me

My rich merchants, goods merchants

Nor you'll point my bow guns to the sea

Now broadside to broadside

These two vessels they went

They were fighting for hours or more

When at length Henry Martin

Gave her a broadside

And she's sank and she's rose never more

Bad news Henry Martin

Bad news I must tell

Bad news it is going around

Of a lofty tall ship

Lost on the salt seas

And the most of her merry men drowned