Can't Help But Wonder Where I'm Bound

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.