Am Dm Am Dm F G - C

[Verse 1]
C                         F          C
When I was a young man be-ginnin' my teens
    C                   F                          C
How well I remember the lickin's I'd get cause I'd dream
   C                    F         C
My work never finished, barely be-gun
   C                        F                      C
I couldn't get started till all of my dreamin' was done

[Verse 2]
  C                         F             C
I wouldn't shuck cotton', I wouldn't chop wood
    C                         F                       C
And then Pa would whip me and say that's for bein' no good
      C                      F         C
But I kept chasin' rainbows, finally I found
    C                        F                           C
The great open range and the hills were my best dreamin' ground

[Verse 3]
Am                             Em
When I left the home place our Mother did cry
    Am                          Em
She begged me to stay there and not say goodbye
   Am                      Em
My Pa told my Mother, your tears are in vain
     Dm                       G
Your son is a dreamer and the winds call his name

   C                      F            C
So don't try to stop him, let him move on
          C                       F                           C
'Cause he won't stop his driftin' Till all of his dreamin' is gone

[Verse 4]
     C                     F          C
Last night in a campfire a face I did see
   C                     F                      C
A vision of Mother, she seemed to be callin' to me
     C                    F            C
For seventeen years now, I've drifted alone
      C                 F                         C
But I wanna see Mother, tomorrow I start driftin' home

[Verse 5]
    Am                              Em
The last hill I've climbed now, and what do I see
    Am                           Em
An old run down shack where the ranch used to be
     Am                     Em
Then I see a tombstone and then see one more
   Dm                        G
I drifted too long from the old ranch house door

[Verse 6]
        C                          F           C
There's nothin' more left now but driftin', it seems
       C                      F
But I hope I can dream of the lickin's I'd get
            C       Am    C     Am    (Cont. until fade)
'Cause I'd dreammm...