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Paul Simon

Can't Help But Wonder Where I'm Bound

 

Can't Help But Wonder Where I'm Bound


It's a hot and dusty road,
A hard and a heavy load,
And the people that I meet ain't always kind.
Some are bad, 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.

I have travelled this whole land.
I have done the best I can.
Trying to find what I was meant to do.
And the faces that I see,
Look as worried as can be.
And it seems like they are wondering too.

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 had a little girl one time,
She had lips like cherry wine.
And she loved me 'til my mind went plum insane.
But I was too blind to see,
She was drifting away from me.
And she left one day 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.

I had a buddy way back home,
But he started out to roam.
And I believe he's down by 'Frisco bay.
And sometimes when I've had a few,
His voice comes ringing through.
And I'm going back to see him some ole 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.

Hey if you see me passing by,
And you stop and wonder why,
And you think you'd like to be a rambler too.
Nail your shoes to the kitchen floor,
Take the key and lock the 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.

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