My Elusive Dreams By Charlie Rich 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 And 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 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 Now we've left Alaska 'cause there was no gold there But this time Only two of us moved on Now all we have is each other And a little memory to cling to Still you won't let me go' Go on alone I know you're tired of following My elusive dreams and schemes! For they're only fleeting things' My elusive dreams