| You followed me to Texas, you followed me to Utah
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| We didn’t find it there so we moved on
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| Then you went with me to A-la-bam'
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| Things looked good in Birmingham
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| We didn’t find it there so we moved on
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| I know you’re tired of fol-low-ing
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| My elusive dreams and schemes
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| For they’re only fleeting things
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| My elusive dreams
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| You had my child in Memphis then I heard of work in Nashville
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| But we didn’t find it there so we moved on
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| To a small farm in Nebraska, to a gold mine in Alaska
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| We didn’t find it there so we moved on
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| I know you’re tired of fol-low-ing
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| My elusive dreams and schemes
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| For they’re only fleeting things
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| My elusive dreams
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| Now we’ve left A-las-ka because thewas no gold mine
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| But this time only two of us moved on
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| And now all we have is each other and a little memory
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| To cling to and still you won’t let me go on alone
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| I know you’re tired of following
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| My elusive dreams and schemes
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| For they’re only fleeting things
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| My elusive dreams |