I heard it once in the 50's at an conference sung by the then Irish president of the NUS.I've been singing it from memory ever since.
I love these lyrics:
"A sailor coorted a farmer's daughter/that lived contagious to the isle of Man (pronounced mon)
Wid warblin' melodies he did besought her/to marry him before she'd run away off and marry some other sort of a, kind of a man(mon)".

write to mjk.walker@virgin.net and I'll give you the rest of the highly amusing folk song.