FWIW - Following Stewis, etc, supra:

Meade et alia 'Country Music Sources' gives a Sandburg reference and two recordings of "Wanderin'" by Vernon Dalhart: 29 Sept 1928 [Co 1585-D] and 23 October 1928 [Ha 767-H (Mack Allen)].
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From Vernon Dalhart - Ballads and Railroad Songs:
(My transcription)

My daddy is a engineer, my brother drives a hack,
My sister takes in washing and the baby balls the jack;
And it looks like I'm never gonna cease
My wanderin'.

I've been a wanderin' early and late,
From New York City to the Golden Gate;
And it looks like I'm never gonna cease
My wanderin'.

Sometimes I feel so awful blue,
But what in the world am I gonna do?
And it looks like I'm never gonna cease
My wanderin'.

Been a-workin' in the army, workin' on the farm,
All I got to show for it is the muscle in my arm;
And it looks like I'm never gonna cease
My wanderin'.

I had a little gal and her name was Betsy Ann,
She left me flat and went back to Alabam';
And it looks like I'm never gonna cease
My wanderin'.

I like blondes and brunettes, too,
But you never can tell what gals will do;
And it looks like I'm never gonna cease
My wanderin'.

I wanders East and I wanders West
But I don't know which I like best;
And it looks like I'm never gonna cease
My wanderin'.

There's snakes on the mountains, 'n eels in the sea,
'Twas a redheaded woman made a wreck out a me;
And it looks like I'm never gonna cease
My wanderin'.

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Carl Sandburg, "American Songbag," p189. Text A collected from Arthur Sutherland of Rochester, NY, as learned from comrades in the American Relief Expedition to the Near East. (1920's). Text B from Hubert Canfield of Pittsford, NY.

            A

My daddy is a engineer,
My brother drives a hack,
My sister takes in washin'
And the baby balls the jack,
An' it looks like
I'm never gonna cease my wanderin'.

I been a wanderin'
Early and late,
New York City
To the Golden Gate,
An' it looks like
I'm never gonna cease my wanderin'.

Been a-workin' in the army,
Workin' on the farm,
All I got to show for it
Is the muscle in my arm,
An' it looks like
I'm never gonna cease my wanderin'.

          B

There's snakes on the mountain,
And eels in the sea,
'Twas a redheaded woman
Made a wreck out of me,
And it looks like
I'm never gonna cease my wanderin'.

Ashes to ashes
And dust to dust,
If whiskey don't get you,
Then the women must,
And it looks like
I'm never gonna cease my wanderin'.