Push for PORTER

It's a long and dusty road, a hot and a heavy load
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've been wanderin' 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 a-wonderin' too

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

Now I had a little girl one time, she had lips like cherry wine
And she loved me 'til my head went plumb insane
But I was too blind to see she was driftin' away from me
And my good gal went off on the mornin' train

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

And 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 old voice comes a-ringin' through
I'm goin' out to see him some day

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

Well 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

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