Does the following ring any bells?

We're three months out on a burgoo barque
And we've scraped her beef-casks clean,
There's a necklace o' bones on her figurehead
That says we're from Aberdeen.
But we'll raise the good old chanty, boys,
And heave till our hides sweat blood,
For in one day more our chains will roar
As our hook finds the Sydney mud.

Jon Bartlett