Lyrics:

1967 album My Elusive DreamsWriter(s): Curly Putman, Billy Sherrillft. David HoustonI''d followed me to TexasI''d followed me to UtahWe didn''t find it thereSo we moved onI''d followed you to AlabamaThings look good in BirminghamWe didn''t find it thereSo we moved onI know you''re tired of followingMy elusive dreams and schemesFor they''re only fleeting thingsMy elusive dreamsI had your child in MemphisYou heard of work in NashvilleWe didn''t find it thereSo we moved onTo a small farm in NebraskaTo a gold mine in AlaskaWe didn''t find it thereSo we moved onAnd now we''ve left AlaskaBecause there was no gold mineBut this timeOnly two of us moves onNow all we have is each otherAnd a little memory to cling toAnd still you won''t let meGo on aloneI know you''re tired of followingMy elusive dreams and schemesFor they''re only fleeting thingsMy elusive dreamsFor they''re only fleeting thingsMy elusive dreams