You followed me to Texas, you followed me to Utah, We didn't find it there so we moved on. Then you went with me to A-la-bam', Things looked good in Birmingham, We didn't find it there so we moved on. I know you're tired of fol-low-ing My elusive dreams and schemes For they're only fleeting things, My elusive dreams. You had my child in Memphis then I heard of work in Nashville, But we didn't find it there so we moved on. To a small farm in Nebraska, to a gold mine in Alaska, We didn't find it there so we moved on. I know you're tired of fol-low-ing My elusive dreams and schemes For they're only fleeting things, My elusive dreams. Now we've left A-las-ka because thewas no gold mine, But this time only two of us moved on. And now all we have is each other and a little memory To cling to and still you won't let me go on alone. I know you're tired of following My elusive dreams and schemes For they're only fleeting things, My elusive dreams.
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