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
 I will roll across these 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
 Its just a teardrop
 From the corner of my eye
 As good-bye, as I fly
 To where I'm bound