My Elusive Dreams

My Elusive Dreams

- Tom Jones

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 Iheard 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.

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.

For they're only fleeting things,

My elusive dreams.