It's a long and a dusty road.
It's a hard and a heavy load
and the folks we meet ain't always kind.

Some are bad and some are good.
Some have done the best they could.
Some have tried to ease our troubling mind.

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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 traveled across 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.
Looks like they've been wonderin', too.

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I had a buddy, way back home,
but he started out to roam
and I hear he's out by Monterey,

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.

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If you see us 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, bar the door
and thank the stars for the roof that's over you.

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And I can't help but wonder where I'm bound, where I'm bound,
can't help but wonder where I'm bound.