Blood Red Roses - Johnny Collins

Blood Red Roses
You bonny bunch of roses, oh
Go down you blood red roses, go down
Around Cape Horn through the ice and snow
Go down you blood red roses, go down
Oh, you pinks and posies
Go down you blood red roses, go down
Our boots and clothes are all in pawn
Go down you blood red roses, go down
It's cold and drafty 'round Cape Horn
Go down you blood red roses, go down
Oh, you pinks and posies
Go down you blood red roses, go down
Oh my old mother she said to me
Go down you blood red roses, go down
My darling son come home from sea
Go down you blood red roses, go down
Oh, you pinks and posies
Go down you blood red roses, go down
It’s growl you may, but go you must,
Go down you blood red roses, go down
If you growl too loud your head they’ll bust
Go down you blood red roses, go down
Oh, you pinks and posies
Go down you blood red roses, go down
I thought I heard the old man say
Go down you blood red roses, go down
Give her one good pull and then belay
Go down you blood red roses, go down
Oh, you pinks and posies
Go down you blood red roses, go down

[@billpiggott4849]

Sounds very like Dave Webber to me.