BOUND FOR THE MOUNTAINS AND THE SEA

(Tom Paxton)



If you can't come along, Love, then you must stay behind

You're bound to say farewell to me

I must bid you goodbye, though I hate to see you cry

But I'm bound for the mountains and the sea

Fare thee well, for I'm bound for the mountains and the sea



It's so hard to explain, why I'm leaving once again

It's nothing that I haven't done before

It ain't much, I guess, but the thing I love the best

Is rambling this land from shore to shore

In this land, rambling this land from shore to shore



I have walked, I have thumbed, I've rode buses, I've rode trains

I've ridden a time or two in a silver plane

When I think of where I've been, I just have to go again

Just to see if everything is still the same

In this land, just to see if everything is still the same



So it's fare thee well, my dear, and I must be on my way

There's many a thing I want to do and see

I'm a mighty restless man in a mighty restless land

And I'm bound for the mountains and the sea

I'm bound for the mountains and the sea



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Copyright Tom Paxton

recorded by Paxton

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