59.
HENRY MARTIN

There were three brothers in merry
  Scotland,
In merry Scotland there were three.
And they did cast lot which of them
  should go, should go, should go,
For to turn robber on all the salt
  sea. 

The lot it fell upon Henry Martin,
The youngest of all the three,
That he should turn robber on all
  the salt sea, salt sea, salt sea,
For to maintain his two brothers
  and he.

He had not been sailing for a long
  winter's night,
And part of a short winter's day,
When he espied a lofty stout ship,
  stout ship, stout ship,
Come a-bibbing down on him straight-
  way.

"Hello, Hello" cried Henry Martin
"What makes you sail so nigh?"
"I'm a rich merchant ship bound for
  fair London Town, London Town,
  London Town
Will you please for to let me pass
  by?"

"Oh, no, oh, no," cried Henry Martin,
"That thing it can never be,
For I have turned robber on all the
  salt sea, salt sea, salt sea,
For to maintain my two brothers and
  me."

"So lower your topsail and brail up
  your mizzen,
Bow yourselves under my lee,
Or I shall give you a fast-flowing
  ball, flowing ball, flowing ball,
And your dear bodies drown in the
  salt sea."

With broadside and broadside and at
  it they went
For fully two hours or three,
Till Henry Martin gave to her the
  death shot, death shot, death shot,
Heavily listing to starboard went she.

The rich merchant vessel was wounded
  full sore,
Straight to the bottom went she.
                          (cont.)

And Henry Martin sailed away on the
  salt sea, salt sea, salt sea,
For to maintain his two brothers and
  he.

Bad news, bad news, to old England
  came,
Bad news to fair London Town,
There was a rich vessel and she's
  cast away, cast away, cast away,
And all of her merry men drowned.
 

BUFFALO GALS

As I was walking down the street,
Down the street, down the street,
A pretty little girl I chanced to
  meet,
And we danced by the light of the
  moon.

CHORUS:
Buffalo gals won't you come out
  tonight,
Come out tonight, come out tonight,
Buffalo gals, won't you come out
  tonight,
And dance by the light of the moon.

I danced with a gal with a hole in
  her stockin',
And her knees kept a-knockin' and her
  toe kept a-rockin';
I danced with a gal with a hole in her
  stockin',
And we danced by the light of the
  moon.

CHORUS:
 

RED RIVER VALLEY

From this valley they say you are
  going,
We will miss your bright eyes and
  sweet smile;
For they say you are taking the
  sunshine,
That has brightened our pathway
  awhile.

CHORUS:
Game & sit by my side if you love me,
Do not hasten to bid me adieu;
But remember the Red River Valley
And the cowboy who loved you so true.


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