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 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 wanderin', too      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      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 ringin' through   And I'm goin' out to see him some old day      If you see me passin' by   And you sit and you wonder why   And you wish that you were a rambler, too   Just nail your shoes to the kitchen floor   Lace 'em up and bar the door   Thank your stars for the roof that's over you