Text: George Jones. Other. My Elusive Dreams.

I followed you to Texas
T: I followed you to Utah
D: We didn't find it there, so we moved on
T: I followed you to Alabam'
T: Things looked good in Birmingham
D: We didn't find it there, so we moved on

CHORUS (Both):
I know you're tired of followin'
My elusive dreams and schemes
For they're only fleeting things
My elusive dreams

T: I had your child in Memphis
T: You heard of work in Nashville
D: We didn't find it there, so we moved on
D: To a small farm in Nebraska
D: To a gold mine in Alaska
T: We didn't find it there, so we moved on

Both: And now we've left Alaska
Both: Because there was no gold mine
T: But this time, only two of us moved on
T: Now all we have is each other
T: And a little memory to cling to
D: And still you won't let me go on alone