Perhaps we can all take a deep breath and start again?
I've certainly heard this one, but at present I can't remember where; it does seem to have been recorded reasonably often, but the only references I've found so far are to performers whose work I don't know. I did find what appears to be an extract from it, and would guess it to be not traditional, but a relatively recent composition:
With ice in the rigging
And death down below,
With the wind howling wild
And the glass reading low,
The wives and the sweethearts
Are women who know
The true cost of the silver darlings.
Perhaps this will help to jog some memories.