Anywhere where you switch from to slide the top note down for added effect * - hammer on 5th string It’s a long and a dusty road it’s a hot and a 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 troublin 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 wandered through this land just a-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 a-wondering too So 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 a cherry wine and she loved me til my head went plumb insane But I was too blind to see she was drifting away from me and my good gal went off on the mornin train Now I can’t help but wonder where I’m bound where I’m bound; can’t help but wonder where I’m bound If you see me passin’ by and you stop 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 ’cause I can’t help but wonder where I’m bound where I’m bound; can’t help but wonder where I’m bound