It's a long and dusty road
And it's a hot and heavy load
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 to doing the best I can
Trying 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 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

Now I had me a buddy back home
And he started out to roam
I hear, he's out by the Frisco Bay
And sometimes when I've had a few
His old voice comes a-ringing through
And I'm going out to see him some 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

Well, if you see me passing by
And you sit and you wonder why
And you wish that you were a rambler too
Well, nail your shoes to the kitchen floor
Just lace them up and bar the door
And thank your stars for the roof that's over you

But 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