Here's a stanza also from Arkansas, that I'm sure Steve will recognize from the Scotch versions:
I cannot go and ask my mother, She's lying on her bed of rest, And in her hand she holds a letter That speaks so much of your disgrace. [from John Pennington, of Fayetteville, Ark. on May 1, 1952]
This same stanza appears in most of the Scottish "I Will Put My Ship in Order" versions.