Cant Help But Wonder Where Im Bound
Tom PaxtonVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
It's a long and dusty road
It's a hot and heavy load
/ / / lick1
And the folks I meet ain't always kind
Some are bad and some are goodn
Some have done the best they could
/ / / lick2
Some have tried to ease my trouble in 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 wandering through this land
Just doin' the best I can
Trying 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 wandrin too
But I had me a buddy back home
And he started off to roam
Now hes out, gone to Frisco Bay
And sometimes when I've had a few
His old voice comes ringin' through
And yes I'm goin' out to see him some old day
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
Lick1 [D] Lick#2 [G]
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Readable chord sheet for Cant Help But Wonder Where Im Bound by Tom Paxton
I[G]t's a long and dusty road
It's a[C] hot and h[B]eavy l[Am]oad
[D] /[C] /[B] /[A] [G] lick
And the folks I meet ain't always kind
Some are [G]bad and some are goodn
Some have [C]done the b[B]est they c[Am]ould
[D] /[C] /[B] /[A] [G] lick
Some have tried to ease my trouble in mind
And I[C] can't help but [D]wonder where I'm [G]bound, where I'm [Em]bound [C]
can't help but w[D]onder where I'm b[G]ound
I've been wandering through this land
Just doin' the best I can
Trying 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 wandrin too
But I had me a buddy back home
And he started off to roam
Now hes out, gone to Frisco Bay
And sometimes when I've had a few
His old voice comes ringin' through
And yes I'm goin' out to see him some old day
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
Lick
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|-0h2--------| |-0h2------2--|
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