Like a long lonely stream I [bad word]  towards a dream,
movin' on, movin' on.
Like a branch on a tree I keep reachin' to be free,
movin' on, movin' on.

'Cause there's a place in the sun where there's hope for ev'ry one,
where my poor restless heart's [bad word] 
Theres' a place in the sun and before my life is done,
Got to find me a place in the sun.

Like an old dusty road
I get weary from the load,
movin' on, movin' on.
Like this tired troubled earth
I've been rollin' since my birth,
movin' on, movin' on.

'Cause there's a place in the sun where there's hope for ev'ry one,
where my poor restless heart's [bad word] 
Theres' a place in the sun and before my life is done,
Got to find me a place in the sun.