Love this one:

NEVER DID NO WANDERIN'
(The Folksmen, from "A Mighty Wind")

My mama was the cold North wind,
My daddy was the son
of a railroad man from west of hell,
Where the trains don't even run.

Never heard the whistle of a southbound freight
Or the singing of its driving wheel.
No I, never did no wanderin'
Never did no wanderin'
Never did no wanderin' after all.

They say the highways' just one big road
And it goes from here to there,
And they say you carry a heavy load,
When you're rolling down the line somewhere.

Never seen the dance of the telephone poles
As they go whizzin' by,
No I, never did no wanderin'
Never did no wanderin'
Never did no wanderin' after all.

Never did no wanderin' high!
Never did no wanderin' low!

Now a sailor's life is a life for him,
But it never was for me,
And I've never soared where the hawk may soar,
Or seen what the hawk might see,

Never hiked to heaven on a mountain trail,
Never rode on a river's rage.
No I, never did no wanderin'
Never did no wanderin'
Never did no wanderin' after all.

Never did no wanderin'
Never did no wanderin'
Never did no wanderin' after all.