Bury Me Not On The Lone Prairie, by Johnny Cash.
This song is not really karaoke-appropriate, but it’s one I love to sing/speak-sing along to in the car/train/boxcar/etc.
I was playing a lot of the songs off the early American Recordings albums when I met my wife, so they tend to place me on a motel front porch in the middle of nowhere in New Mexico, strumming a guitar with a Tecate very close at hand, among other things.
It is, of course, as with anything from those albums, more or less, a #cover-of-a-cover, being itself a cowboy traditional cover of a sailor’s lament. And then a Lomax recorded it, and then a Rogers made it famous, and somewhere in the distance beyond that, a Cash did the thing.