Can’t Help but Wonder Joe Dassin

It's a long and dusty road
It's a hard and heavy load
And the folks aren't in it always kind
Some are bad and some are good
Some have done the best they could
Some have tried to ease my troubled 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

And I had 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 going out to see him some old 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

And I had a little girl one time
Lips like cherry wine
And I loved her more than I could say
But I was too blind to see
She was slipping away from me
And one day she left on a morning train