Can't Help But Wonder Where I'm Bound

(альбом: Other Voices, Other Rooms - 1993)

It's a long and dusty road
It's a hot and 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 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 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 wondering, too

And I had me 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 ringing through
And I'm going out to see him some old day

If you see me passing by
And you sit and wonder why
And you wish that you were a rambler, too
Nail your shoes to the kitchen floor
Lace 'em up and bar the door
Thank the stars for the roof that's over you