It's a long and a dusty road
It's a hot and a heavy load
And the folks I meet ain't always kind
Some are bad, and some are good
Some have done the best they could
Some have tried to ease my troubling mind
And I can't help but wonder where I'm bound, where I'm bound
Can't help but wonder where I'm bound
And I had a buddy back home
But he started out to roam
And I hear he's out by Frisco Bay
And sometimes when I've had a few
His old voice comes a ringing thru
And I'm going out to see him some old day
And I can't help but wonder where I'm bound, where I'm bound
Can't help but wonder where I'm bound
And I had a little girl one time -
Lips like cherry wine
And I loved her more than I could say
But I was too blind to see
She was slipping away from me
And one day she left on the morning train
And I can't help but wonder where I'm bound, where I'm bound
Can't help but wonder where I'm bound
If you see me passing by
And you stop and you wonder why
And if you wish that you was a rambler too
Nail your shoes to the kitchen floor
Lace them up and lock the door
Thank your stars for the roof that over you
And I can't help but wonder where I'm bound, where I'm bound
Can't help but wonder where I'm bound
