Q: The following version of that appears in The New Song Fest:

Sing a song of cities,
Roll that cotton bale.
Roustabout am happy,
Long's he out of jail.
Norfolk for its oyster shells,
Boston for its beans,
Charleston for its rice and corn,
But for lassies, New Orleans.

I like to sing that as the refrain with "Only an old beer bottle" & "Man on top of woman" as stanzas -- a melange for which there is no warrant whatever.