Here's another one from Harry Kemp which focuses on the transition from naive cabinboy and aging shellback:

From CHANTEYS AND BALLADS, by Harry Kemp, published by Brentano's, New York, US, © 1920, pp. 51-52.

THE ENDLESS LURE

When I was a lad I went to sea
And they made a cabin boy of me.
Yo ho, haul away, my bullies!
We'd hardly put out from the bay
When my knees sagged in and my face turned grey;

So I went to the captain and I implored
That he'd let the pilot take me aboard,
And fetch me back to the land again
Where the earth was sure for the feet of men . . .

But the Captain, he laughed our strong, and said,
"You'll follow the sea, lad, till you're dead;
For it gets us all – the sky and the foam
And the waves and the wind, – till a ship seems home."

When I shipped as an A.B. before the mast
I swore each voyage would be my last . . .
Was always vowing, and meant it too,
That I'd never sign with another crew . . .

You tell me "The Castle" is outward bound,
An old sky-sailor, for Puget Sound?
"Too old!" . . . but I know the sea like a book . . .
Well, I've heard that your "Old Man" needs a cook! . . .

Yes, I could rustle for twenty men . . .
So, God be praised, you can use me, then? . . .
Oh, there's only a few years left for me,
And I want to die, and be buried at – sea!

Adapted for singing by Dave Robinson from Swansea, UK.

Cheerily,
Charley Noble