Here's the way Gordon Bok sang "Duna" on his first Folk-Legacy recording:
DUNA
When I was a little lad
With folly on my lips,
Fain was I for journeying
All the seas in ships.
But I'm weary of the sea wind,
I'm weary of the foam,
And the little stars of Duna
Call me home.
When I was a young man,
Before my beard was grey,
All to seas and islands*
I gave my heart away.
But now, across the southern swell,
Every dawn I hear
The little streams of Duna
Running clear.
*(I remember my father singing "sailormen" instead of "islands.")
I may have been mistaken about Gordon's source for the song. He reminds us that it was a poem by John Masefield (who also wrote "Sea Fever" and many others) and that he was introduced to Masefield's poems by a cook on the Alice Wentworth. He doesn't mention his family singing the song at all.
Sandy
sj