We didn't find it there, so we moved on
I followed you to Alabama
Things looked good in Birmingham
We didn't find it there, so we moved on
I know you're tired of following
My lucid dreams and schemes,
oh, they're only fleeting things,
I had you a child in Memphis,
you heard of work in Nashville
We didn't find it there, so we moved on
To a small farm in Nebraska,
And now we've left Alaska,
because there was no gold mine.
Now all we have is each other,
and a little memory to cling to.
And still you won't let me go alone
I know you're tired of following
My lucid dreams and schemes
Are their only fleeting things
Are they only fleeting dreams,