Not sure if it is in the DT but here is one the kids all love.

BIG BOW WOW

From Yarmouth Harbour we set sail
The wind was blowin' the devil of a gale
All our ring tails set and our bafflin' was in peak
And our dolphin striker is a-ploughin' up the deep

CHORUS
With a big bow-wow
Tow row row
Fol dee rol dee ride all day

Our captain comes up from down below
He looks aloft and he looks alow
He looks alow and he looks aloft
Sayin' coil those ropes boys, fore and aft

Then back to his cabin he quickly crawls
Unto his steward he loudly calls
Go bring me a glass that will make me cough
For it's better weather here than it is up aloft

It's we poor sailors standin' on the deck
With the blasted rain pourin' down our necks
Not a drop of grog will he to us afford
But he damns our eyes with every other word

Now there's one thing we sailors crave
For him to find a watery grave
We'll shove him down in a dark deep hole
Where the sharks will have his body, and the devil take his soul