Steve, Folkways FS 3805 has four British versions, by A.L. Lloyd, Ewan MacColl, Harry Cox and Willie Mathieson, but not by Charlie Wills.

Willie Mathieson learned "Noo I'm a Young Man Cut Down in My Prime" in the winter of 1933 from John Innes, farm servant and second horseman at the farm of Boghead, Dunlugas, Banffshire. He sang it in 1952 at the age of 72 to Hamish Henderson.

Noo I'm a Young Man Cut Down in My Prime

As I was a-walking one bright summer morning,
As I was a-walking one bright summer day,
It's who did I spy but one of my comrades,
Rolled up in white flannel and cauler than clay.

Chorus (repeated after every other verse):
O love, it is cruel, cruel to deceive me,
Why didn't you tell me your sorrows in time?
My head is an-aching, my heart is a-breaking,
Noo, I'm a young man cut down in my prime.

It's I have an aged father, likewise a mother,
Oft times they did tell me it would ruin me quick.
I never did believe them, I always did deceive them,
And still with the city girls I spent all my time.

Go send for my mother to wash and to dress me,
Go send for my sister to comb my black hair;
Go send for my brother to play the pipes slowly,
And play the dead march as they carry me along.

There's a bunch of roses to lay on my coffin,
There's a bunch of roses for my head and my feet;
There's a bunch of roses to lay in the churchyard
To perfume the way as they carry me along.

At the gate of the churchyard to girlies were standing,
The one to the other in a whisper did say:
"Here comes the young man whose money we have squandered,
And noo they have laid him down in his cauld grave."