I have more verses for Henry Martin. They are not original, but I like them.

They sent out with ships then for Henry martin
They sent out with two and with three
In the gray Lowland waters they turned his bold guns to the sea to the sea
And straight to the bottom went she.

They took Henry martin back to Glasgow town
They hung him upon the gallows
And his body did swing in the gray northern wind cold wind northern wind
And his shadow fell black on the snow.