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