It`s a long and dusty road
It`s a hot and 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 trouble in 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`ve been wandering through this land
Just doin` the best I can
Tryin` to find what I was meant to do
And the people that I see
Look as worried as can be
And it looks like they are wonderin`,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
And I had me 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 ringin` through
And I`m goin` out to see him some old day
If you see me passin` 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
Thank the stars for the roof that`s over you