My Elusive Dreams Songtext
von George Jones and Tammy Wynette

I followed you to Texas
I followed you to Utah
We didn′t find it there, so we moved on
I went with you to Alabam'
Things looked good in Birmingham
We didn′t find it there, so we moved on
I know you're tired of followin'
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
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
And now we′ve left Alaska
Because there was no gold mine
But this time, only two of us moved on
And now all we have is each other
And a little memory to cling to
And still I won't let you go on alone
I know you′re tired of followin'
My elusive dreams and schemes
For they′re only a fleeting thing
My elusive dreams
For they're only a fleeting thing, my elusive dreams