Huntington calls this a traditional version of The Rose Of Allendale. (it's spelled with an e ).

MARY'S COT

The morn was clear the morn serene
Not a breath came o're the sea
When Mary left her Highland cot
To wander forth with me

Come change your ring with me my love
Come change your ring with me
And that will be a token
Whilst I am on the sea

Whilst I am on the sea my love
Not knowing where I am
I'll write to you in letters
From a far & distant land>

For I have journeyed o're many lands
I have sailed on every sea
And Egypt's parching burning sands
No strangers are to me

the 'come change your ring with me' & 'I'll write (kind) letters', I wouldn't be surprised if Mary changed her name to Nancy.

THE BEACON LIGHT


Darkness was deepening on the seas
And still the hulk drove on
No sail to answer to the breeze
Mast & cordage gone
Gloomy & clear the course of fear
Each looked but for the grave
When full in sight the beacon light
Came streaming o're the wave

Then wildly rose the gladdening shout
Of all that hardy crew
Boldly they put the helm about
And through the surf they flew
Storms were forgot toil heeded not
And loud the cheer they gave
As full in sight the beacon light
Came streaming o'er the wave

And gaily oft the tale they told
When they were safe on shore
How hearts had sunk & hope grown cold
Amid the bellows roar
That not a star had shone afar
By its pale beam to save
When full in sight the beacon light
Came streaming o're the wave

Barry