It's coming back slowly...last two and a half verses...
Hw wooed a fair maid but
When they got wed to settle down she med im leave the cut
Old Sam he broke his heart and died
Twere never of old age
With his last breath he cursed the bride
As scorned his heritage
Dow be misled by pretty women
And curse all those who try
And if you are a boatman born
A boatman you must die
Sadly, I can't remember where he met her, though Oldbury rings a bell.
What's really spooky is I've just worked out that I sang this in a Black Country based show we put on in the Sixth Form. I don't know whether tobless or curse you for reminding me of my wasted youth :-))