Bob Roberts' version of Sailor Boy (or whatever other title you prefer) has two delightful features: the localisation in stanza 4 and the spoken bit at the end.

Oh father, father, build me a boat
And on the ocean I'll go afloat.
And every ship that I chance to see,
I'll make enquiry for my boy Billee.

She 'adn't long sailed on the sea
When a man o' war ship she chanced to see.
Oh captain, captain, come tell me true,
Is me Billy boy there aboard wi' you?

What's the colour o' your Billy's hair?
What kind o' cloth does your Billy wear?
His hair is auburn, 'is eyes are blue,
And 'e wears the cloth of the navy blue.

I doubt, I doubt your Billy's not 'ere.
Last night 'e was drownded off Yarmouth pier.
You mind the time when the sea ran 'igh?
It parted us and your Billy boy.

Oh mother, mother the waves are wide.
The waves are long, and with him I'll bide.
So on 'em cast a turtle dove,
To show the world that I died in love.
(spoken) and over the side she went.