originally recorded by Tom Paxton, 1964 ----------------------
It's a long and 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 troubled 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
I've been wanderin' through this land just a-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 (To Chorus)
We, I had a little girl one time, she had lips like sherry wine And she loved me till my head went plumb insane But I was too blind to see she was driftin' away from me And my good gal went off on the morning train (To Chorus)
If you see me passing by and you sit and you wonder why and you wish that you were rambling too Nail your shoes to the kitchen floor, lace 'em up and bar the door Thank your stars for the roof that's 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