"Don't go out tonight dear father
Think oh think how sad twill be
When the angels come for mother
Father won't be there to see
Tell me that you love dear mother
Lying in that cold cold room
You don't love your comrades better
Cursing there in that saloon
Oh dear father do not leave us
Don't refuse this once I pray
When the angels come to take her
Father won't be there to see"

Not much use to me, this one.

A bunch of us at the Bridgwater Arts Centre joined Jon Boden doing this song for his Folk Song a Day project back in 2011.