My name is Davy Lowston

 My name is Davy Lowston. I am New Zealand's oldest folk song about me and I am going to tell you a true story. I really didn’t have a diary back then because I didn't learn to sell or read but this is what I remember. I grew up in a crowded city in London. One evening, while i was walking on the London docks, two men grabbed me from behind. They pulled me onto a whaling ship and then they locked me in a cabin. There was nothing that i could do. They didn't let me out until the ship had left the port the ship went to the south Pacific. It was a hard voyage but really learnt a lot .