You followed me to Texas you followed me to Utah
We didn't find it there so we moved on
Then 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 they're only fleeting things my elusive dreams

You had my child in Memphis and 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
But 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
Now all we have is each other and a little mem'ry that we can cling to
But still you won't let me go on all alone

I know you're tired of following...