Where I'm Bound

(Daryl Burgess - Tom Britt)



Can you hear it cross the valley can you hear that mournful sound

I'm riding rails of silver going to where I'm bound

High above the fields of clover on a lazy hot July

When I get to where I'm going I'll hold my head up high.



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I will roll across those mountains I will take the last train out

Riding rails of silver going to where I'm bound

Roses dust and ashes throw them where I lay

And if by chance you see me there'll be no sorrow on my face.



For I will see the beauty I only wish that you could see

I'll leave my body weakened I'll leave my soul to wander free so free

So if you should see a diamond fall down from the sky

It's just a teardrop from the corner of my eye.



As goodbye as I fly to where I'm bound...