You followed me to Texas,
You followed me to Utah.
We didn't find it there, so we moved on
You went with me to Alabam',
Things looked good in Birmingham.
We didn't find it there, so we moved on.
I know you're tired of following
My elusive dreams and schemes.
For their only fleeting things.
You had my child in Memphis,
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 Alaska
'cause there was no gold mine.
But this time only two of us moved on.
Now all we have is each other
And a little to cling to.
And still you won't let me go, go on alone.
I know you're tired of following
My elusive dreams and schemes.
For their only fleeting things.
My elusive dreams.
For their only fleeting things.