My father knew an RN version of "They're Moving Father's Bones to Build a Sewer" that probably dated from about 1918.

There was also the following ditty, most likely sung to a music-hall tune (Dad was tone-deaf), which can be dated to the tag-end of the Great War by the slang -- Jago's Mansion was Portsmouth Naval Barracks.

"I was walking through the Dockyard in a panic,
When I met a matelot old and grey.
On his back he had his kitbag and his hammock,
And this is what I heard him say.

"I wonder, yes I wonder,
Has the Jossman made a blunder,
When he made this draft chit out for me,
I've been a barrack stanchion,
The pride of Jago's mansion,
And I do not want to go to sea.

"Oh I like my tiddy oggie ,
And I like my figgy duff,
And I always say good morning to the Chief.
(Chorus, very loud: GOOD MORNING, CHIEF)
Oh, I wonder, yes I wonder,
Has the Joss-man made a blunder,
When he made this draft chit out for me."

Another variant:

"I was wand'ring through the Dockyard bright and early,
When I met a sailor old and grey.
On his back he bore his bag and hammock,
And this is what I heard him say:

"Oh, I wonder, yes, I wonder if the Jaunty made a blunder
When he sent this draft chit down to me.
I've been a barracks stanchion in the house of Jago's mansion,
And I do not want to go to sea."