Seems to be a sea shanty.

Lucy Anna
(collected by J M Carpenter from Mr J S Scott, London, 1929)

Oh the [currents?] are [killing?] on a fast rolling tide
Oh, Lucy Anna
And the cargo starts [spilling?] on a dark stormy night
And I'm going right over the mountain
So fare you well, Juliana, my dear
Oh, Lucy Anna
So fare you well, Juliana, my dear
I'm bound right over the mountain

Oh the mountain so high and the valley so low
Oh-oh-oh, Lucy Anna
And the mountain so high and the valley so low
I'm bound right over the mountain
So fare you well, Juliana, my dear
And oh, Lucy Anna
So fare you well, Juliana, my dear
I'm going right over the mountain
Belay

The recording is of abysmal quality and I have had to guess at some words