For what it's worth, here is my reworking of the story:

My name is Davy Lowston, I did seal, I did seal.
My name is Davy Lowston, I did seal.
On the ice off Labrador
Where the fur-seal pups are born
I did seal, I did seal, I did seal.

It was there upon the Front we were set down, were set down.
It was there upon the Front we were set down.
Pure white seal pups by the score
And we left just bones and gore.
Took just the pelts, just the pelts, just the pelts.

Now this slaughter's called a hunt. Is that a joke? Is that a joke?
This slaughter's called a hunt. Is that a joke?
A man strong and full-grown.
A helpless pup a few days old.
That's no hunt, that's no hunt, that's no hunt. / It's a massacre.

Now I ask myself what's it for? What's it for? What's it for?
O I ask myself what's it for? What's it for?
So some rich and thoughtless dame
Can play the fashion houses game?
Be so chic? Be so chic? Be so chic?

O you fur-clad ladies all, come and see, come and see.
You fur clad ladies all, come and see
Me slaughter seal pups for the fur
That on your back last night you earned.
See the blood, see the blood, see the blood.

O come all you men who venture out to seal, out to seal
Come all you men who venture out to seal.
Where the ice is red with blood
From those skinned and slaughtered pups
Are you proud? Are you proud? Are you proud?

My name is Davy Lowston, I did seal, I did seal
My name is Davy Lowston, I did seal.
I'll throw away my hakapik,
Drop my skinning knife in the deep,
I'll seal no more, seal no more, seal no more.

Lynn H. Wise, 1981

Whether it's any good is for others to decide.