Well I don't buy Huntington's tie between "Hearts of Gold" and the song "The Praise of Saylors" in Stone, but here's the "Saylors" song:

VII
THE PRAISE OF SAYLORS

The Praise of Saylors
here set forth, with the hard fortunes which
do befall them on the Seas, when
men sleep in their Beds
To a pleasant New Tune

As I lay musing in my bed,
full warm and well at ease,
I thought upon the Lodgings hard
poor Sailors had at Seas.

They bide it out with hunger and cold,
and many a bitter blast,
And many times constrain'd they are,
for to cut down their Mast.

Their Victuals and their Ordnance,
and ought else that they have,
They throw it over-board with speed,
and seek their lives to save.

Whenas the raging Seas do fome,
and lofty winds do blow,
The Saylors they go to the top,
when Landmen stay below.

Our Masters mate takes helm in hand,
his course he steers full well,
Whenas the lofty winds do blow
and raging Seas do swell.

Our Master to his Compass goes,
so well he plies his charge,
He sends a youth unto the main,
for to unsling the Yards.

The Boatson he's under the Deck,
a man of courage bold,
To th' top, to th' top, my lively Lads,
hold fast, my hearts of gold.

The Pylot he stands on the Chain,
with a line and lead to sound,
To see how far, and near they are,
from any dangerous ground.

It is a testimonial good,
we are not far from Land,
There sits a Mermaid on the Rock,
with comb and glass in hand.

Our Captain he is on the Poop,
a man of might and power,
And looks how raging Seas do gape,
our bodies to devour.

Our Royal Ship is run to rack,
that was so stout and trim,
And some are put into their shifts,
either to sink or swim.

Our Ship that was before so good,
and eke likewise so trim.
Is now with rageing Seas grown leakt
and water fast comes in.

The Quarter-Master is a man,
so well his charge plies he,
He calls them to the Pomp amain,
to keep their leakt Ship free.

And many Dangers likewise they
do many times endure
Whenas they meet their enemies
that come with might and power,

And seek their lives likewise to take,
their lives and eke their goods;
The Saylors they likewise endure
upon the surging Floods.

But whenas they do come to Land
and homewards do return,
They are most good fellows all,
and scorn ever to mourn.

And likewise they will call for Wine,
and score it on the post;
For Saylors they are honest men,
and love to pay their Host.

For Saylors they be honest men,
and they do take great pains,
When Land-men, and rufling Lads
do rob them of their gains.

Our Saylors they work night and day,
their manhood for to try,
When Landed men, and rufling Jacks,
do in their Cabins lye.

Therefore let all good minded men,
give ear unto my Song,
And say also as well as I,
Saylors deserve no wrong.

This have I for Saylors sake
in token of good will,
If ever I can do they good,
I will be ready still.

God bless them eke by Sea and Land,
and also other men,
And as my Song beginning had,
so must it have an end.


Source: Christopher Stone, Sea Songs and Ballads, 1906, pp. 10-13


....and whether it's related to "Hearts of Gold" or not, it's a very interesting song.