On the stroke of ten

I slipped into the van

And hid myself behind some boxes

Waitin' for the driver yeah



The first time I was lucky

For the van took me to Kentucky

The first time too I slept in a railway station



I woke up wondering you're running to nowhere

But at the same time I was here, oh and I didn't care

Oh where am I accompanied by

Good hopes, and believe me I'll get by



Yeah, I'm a runnin', well I'm a runnin'

I'm a runnin' till I can't go on

Till I find where I belong

Yeah I'm a runnin'

Oh I'm a runnin' till I can't go on

Till I find where I belong



So I ramble through the country

And most of the time

Nature doesn't care less about me

And sometimes when I'm alone

I hear my father say: Son you gotta do something

Take that advice from me now

So I drop down to South Carolina

With a little luck and a little sunshine yeah

I say, here I stay, here I pray

For happiness, oh every day



But until now I'm a runnin'

Yeah, I'm a runnin'

I'm runnin' till I can't go on

Till I find where I belong