Now I had a little girl one time, she had lips like sherry wine
And she loved me till my head went plumb insane
But I was too blind to see she was driftin' away from me
And my good gal went off on a morning train.
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And I can't help but wonder where I'm bound, where I'm bound
Can't help but wonder where I'm bound.

Ramblin' Boy (1964)