On 22-Sep-97, Barry Finn posted Lyr Add: Virginia Lags (Masato gives the clickie above). Six of the 7 verses are quite similar to those in one of the broadsides from the Bodleian Library, pointed to by Masato, dated 1820-1855, entitled The Lads of Virginia. Although the wavy symbol appears by the title, the song has never been put in DT. The title, (and copyright of the version?) are probably Barry Finn's. It seems to be more singable than the originals.
Perhaps unnecessarily, I am giving the old broadside version here. It is speculated that the song is 18th C., which is likely, but the story in the song is the only evidence for that. Suitable music is indicated by Masato Sakurai and Malcolm Douglas.

ADD: THE LADS OF VIRGINIA

Come all you young fellows wherever you be,
Come listen awhile and I'll tell you,
Concerning the hardships that we undergo,
When we get lagg'd to Virginia.

Such clever young fellows myself I have seen,
That is more fitting to serve George our king,
Those hard hearted judges so cruel have been,
To lag us poor lads to Virginia.

When I was apprentice in fair London town,
Many hours I served duly and truly,
Till those buxom young lasses they led me astray,
My work I neglected more and more every day,
And for to maintain it went on the highway,
By that I got lagged to Virginia.

When we came to Virginia that old ancient town,
The place that is so much admired,
Where the captain he stands with the cane in his hand
And our aching hearts before him doth stand,
With the tears in out eyes in a foreign land,
Was sold for a slave in Virginia.

When I was in England I could live at my ease,
Rest my bones down on soft feathers,
But now in Virginia I lay like a hog,
Our pillow at night is a brick or a log,
We dress and undress like some other (old) hog,
How hard is my fate in Virginia.

Old England! Old England! I shall never see you more,
If I do its ten thousand to twenty,
My bones are quite rotten, my feet are quite sore,
I'm parched with the fever and am at death's door,
But if ever I live to see seven years more,
Then I'll bid adieu to Virginia.

In Barry's version, the captain stands with a whip in his hand, which is unlikely. The cane was a symbol of authority. The captain would order punishment, but it was not his job. I have put (old) where a word is not properly typeset. One verse is separated into two in Barry's posting; the image "With a jug in me hand and a girl on my knee, I thought myself fit for all weather," has obviously been added for effect.
It is doubtful that the song was sung in America before the 20th century folk singers picked it up. Our ideas of the time are somewhat rose-tinted because of the popularity of "Moll Flanders," in the novel (and later movie) transported to America with her also transported lover, and who became wealthy in Virginia.