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 Can't help but wonder where I'm bound I've been wandering through this land Just doin' 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 wand'rin' too But I had me a buddy back home And he started off to roam Now he's out gone to Frisco Bay And sometimes when I've had a few His old voice comes ringin' through And yes 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 nail your shoes to the kitchen floor Lace'em up and bar the door Thank your stars for the roof that's over you