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
@travel
Copyright Tom Paxton
recorded by Paxton
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