Can't Help But Wonder Where I'm Bound

It's a long and dusty road, it's a hard and heavy load

And the folks I meet ain't always kind

Some are bad, 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

I can't help but wonder where I'm bound

I have been around this land, just a-doing the best I can

Trying to find what I was meant to do

And the faces that I see are as worried as can be

And it looks like they are a-wandering, too

And I can't help but wonder where I'm bound, where I'm bound

I can't help but wonder where I'm bound

I had a buddy, way 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 voice comes singing through

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

I can't help but wonder where I'm bound

If you see me passing by and you sit and wonder why

And you wish that you were a rambler, too

Nail your shoes to the kitchen floor

Lace 'em up and bar the door

And thank the stars for the roof that's over you

And I can't help but wonder where I'm bound, where I'm bound

I can't help but wonder where I'm bound

And I can't help but wonder where I'm bound, where I'm bound

I can't help but wonder where I'm bound