Bert, I have the lyrics here:

Dr Syn, by Bob Kenward


As I walked out on Romney Marsh one evening in July
I heard the Hawthorn crack; I swear and quiet footsteps stealing by
I hurried by without a glance as wiser men will do
And then did meet a customs man who rapidly his pistol drew

And where are you going to?
And where is it that you have been?
You cannot pass this way tonight
We're looking out for Doctor Syn

I did not lie, but told to him that nothing had I seen
And down the road he strode alone by open dykes and rushes green
Near Dymchurch did I turn to watch the sun set o'er the town
Beyond the sea wall waves did lap and oars cut water without sound

CHORUS

The night was still and moonless as down I lay to sleep
No sound was there but seagull cries or sudden silence mongst the sheep
Then slow the moon rose on the land fresher blew sea wind
At once a single shot I heard and distant cries of desperate men

CHORUS

Along the road there quickly sped a stumbling man in haste
And faster on those footsteps pressed the smuggling men in deadly chase
The rind moon gleamed with sharpest edge sea wind died to calm
Then only dyke reeds whisp-er-ed and dark waters washed away alarm

CHORUS

Cold dew of dawn lay on the grass before I did dare rise
Expecting then that I should see a silenced man before my eyes
No one walks the marsh at night bound unto Hythe from Rye
Without the dyke reeds whispering while quite waters make reply

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I'll get the tune for you asap...it's a good one for everyone to sing along to the chorus. Bob's written loads of good songs about Kent...but this it my favourite, I think. Very atmospheric, as the tune suits the subject very well.