My Elusive Dreams

My Elusive Dreams - Don Gibson

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