(Tom Paxton) 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 Chorus 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 wonderin',too Chorus 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 pa**in' by And you sit and 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 the stars for the roof that's over you