I Don’t Know Where I’m Bound Johnny Cash

"I have to sit down for - okay, we'll do that for you, just a minute, thank you. This young man here at San Quentin tonight that wrote a song that I just saw written down on paper the first time yesterday. He sent me the sheet music on it, and I don't know anybody who reads music, except maybe Helen. And I liked the lyrics so much I started singing my own tune to it, you know, the first thing that came to my mind. Let's try a little bit of it, right here..."

I don't know where I'm bound
I don't know where I'm bound
Whistle's calling me away, leaving at the break of day
And I don't know where I'm bound

Can't stand locks, bars or doors
Mean cops, insanity, and wars
Gotta find a place of peace
Until then, my traveling won't cease
But I don't know where I'm bound

There's got to be a place for me
Under some green growing tree
Clear cool water running by
An unfettered view of the sky
But I don't know where I'm bound

When I die, don't bury me
'Cause then I must be free
Cremate my body with a grin
Throw my ashes to the wind
'Cause I don't know where I'm bound

I don't know where I'm bound
I don't know where I'm bound
Whistle's calling me away, leaving at the break of day
And I don't know where I'm bound