My elusive dreams - Roger Miller

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