My Elusive Dreams

My Elusive Dreams - Carl Wilson

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

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 there was no gold mine

But this time only two of us moved on

Now all we have left is each other

And a memory to cling to

But 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