Come sailing all on the salt sea.
4
‘O where are you bound for?’ cried Henry Martin,
‘O where are you bound for?’ cried he;
‘I’m a rich-loaded ship bound for fair England,
I pray you to let me pass free.’
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‘O no! O no!’ cried Henry Martin,
‘O no! that can never be,
Since I have turned robber all on the salt sea,