Pressganged

And so you sailed the sea when you were twenty three
Press ganged one night how you did fight into the navy
Press ganged to mutiny
Your fate gets worse you see
And so welcome your new career
A pirate on the sea
Your captain he was cruel nine tails and foulest gruel
Then you are caught convicted of the crime of piracy
Your last words you do say a victim dies today
So now you croak upon a rope tied to a hanging tree