Can't Help but Wonder Where I'm Bound - Nanci Griffith

It’s a long and a dusty road

It’s a hard and heavy load

And the folks 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 been around this land

Just a-doing the best I can

Tryin' to find what I was meant to do

And the faces that I see

Are as worried as can be

And it ooks like they’re a-wonderin' too

I had a buddy, way 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 voice comes singin' through

And I’m a-goin' out to see him some old day

If you see me passin' 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

And thank the stars for the roof that’s over you