It´s a long and dusty road
It´s a hard and heavy load
And the folks aren´t in it 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

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 ringin´ through
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 a 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 wonder why
And you wish you was a rambler too
Nail your shoes to the kitchen floor
Lace ´em up and lock door
Thank the 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