I Don't Know Where I'm Bound [#][*]

I have to sit down for Ok, we'll, we'll do that for you, just a minute, thank you There's a young man here at, at uh San Quentin Tonight that wrote a song that I just Saw written down on paper for the first time yesterday He sent me the sheet music on it, And I don't know anyone that reads music Except, maybe Helen And um, I liked the lyrics so much I started singing my own tune to it, you know The first thing that come to my mind Hey, lemme see that, let's just try a little bit of it right here I don't know where I'm bound I don't know where I'm bound Whistles calling me away Leaving at the break of day and 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 Till then much travelin' won't cease But I don't know where I'm bound There's gotta 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 Whistles calling me away Leaving at the break of day And I don't know where I'm bound Got myself a little gal She has been a damn right pall That ol' highway's calling me And free I gotta be but I don't know where I'm bound I don't know where I'm bound I don't know where I'm bound Thank you very much