Dreams of a Dreamer - Gene Watson

Lost my pickup in a card game in New Orleans

Lost my girl to a stranger in L. A

Left my dreams in a motel in Atlanta

And I guess I lost my mind along the way

Can’t you see I’m dyin' on my feet

Walkin' to my grave, too gone to weep

These old memories is tearin' up my mind

There just dreams of a dreamer gone blind

The bright lights have gone away for the good times

This old yearning in my soul chills my brain

The ashes of my years have been scattered

By the laughter, wine and life of yesterday

Can’t you see I’m dyin' on my feet

Walkin' to my grave, too gone to weep

These old memories is tearin' up my mind

There just dreams of a dreamer gone blind

These old memories is tearin' up my mind

There just dreams of a dreamer gone blind