Biography:
Tom Paxton (born Thomas Richard Paxton on October 31, 1937) is an American singer and writer of folk music whose songs have had enduring appeal (and include modern standards such as "The Last Thing on My Mind") known for a cynical, often political edge. In 2009, he received a Grammy Lifetime Achievement Award. Paxton was born in Chicago, Illinois, the youngest child of Burton and Esther Paxton. The Paxton family moved to Bristow, Oklahoma in 1948, where Tom grew to adulthood and which he still considers home.
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Can't Help But Wonder Where I'm Bound
Written by Tom Paxton
Tabbed by Jean-David Blanc (10th of January 2006)
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Capo 2nd fret (sounding A major)
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G
It's a long and dusty road
C /B Am
It's a hot and heavy load
D /C /B /A G lick#1
And the folks I meet ain't always kind
G
Some are bad and some are good’n
C /B Am
Some have done the best they could
D /C /B /A G lick#2
Some have tried to ease my trouble in mind
C D G Em C
And I can't help but wonder where I'm bound, where I'm bound
D G
can't help but wonder where I'm bound
I've been wandering through this land
Just doin' the best I can
Trying to find what I was meant to do
And the people that I see
Look as worried as can be
And it looks like they are wand’rin’ too
But I had me a buddy back home
And he started off to roam
Now he’s out, gone to Frisco Bay
And sometimes when I've had a few
His old voice comes ringin' through
And yes I'm goin' out to see him some old day
If you see me passin' by
And you sit and you wonder why
And you wish that you were a rambler, too
nail your shoes to the kitchen floor
Lace'em up and bar the door
Thank your stars for the roof that's over you
Lick#1 D Lick#2 G
|---------2--| |----------3--|
|---------3--| |----------0--|
|---------2--| |----------0--|
|-----0h2-0--| |-----0----0--|
|-0h2--------| |-0h2------2--|
|------------| |----------3--|
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| h Hammer-on
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Written by Tom Paxton
Tabbed by Jean-David Blanc (10th of January 2006)
_____________________________________________________________________________
Capo 2nd fret (sounding A major)
_____________________________________________________________________________
G
It's a long and dusty road
C /B Am
It's a hot and heavy load
D /C /B /A G lick#1
And the folks I meet ain't always kind
G
Some are bad and some are good’n
C /B Am
Some have done the best they could
D /C /B /A G lick#2
Some have tried to ease my trouble in mind
C D G Em C
And I can't help but wonder where I'm bound, where I'm bound
D G
can't help but wonder where I'm bound
I've been wandering through this land
Just doin' the best I can
Trying to find what I was meant to do
And the people that I see
Look as worried as can be
And it looks like they are wand’rin’ too
But I had me a buddy back home
And he started off to roam
Now he’s out, gone to Frisco Bay
And sometimes when I've had a few
His old voice comes ringin' through
And yes I'm goin' out to see him some old day
If you see me passin' by
And you sit and you wonder why
And you wish that you were a rambler, too
nail your shoes to the kitchen floor
Lace'em up and bar the door
Thank your stars for the roof that's over you
Lick#1 D Lick#2 G
|---------2--| |----------3--|
|---------3--| |----------0--|
|---------2--| |----------0--|
|-----0h2-0--| |-----0----0--|
|-0h2--------| |-0h2------2--|
|------------| |----------3--|
************************************
| h Hammer-on
************************************
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