Daddy brought home a photograph from the paper yesterday

It showed a line of wagons movin some place far away

That picture made my daddy smile, it made my momma cry

It seems that Daddy's wagonload of dreams had long since passed her by



(Chorus)

And the dream that makes the sparrow fly can make an eagle fall

And one that makes the rich man money, it ain't no dream at all

It's a cryin shame to wake up just to find it's all been broke in two

Be careful what you're dreamin cause it someday may come true



He talked on all through suppertime bout the good prospector's life

Couldn't see Momma didn't wanna be no good prospector's wife

He said, "We best sell out and go before the weather turns too cold

Maybe buy ourselves an extra horse to carry all the gold"



(Repeat Chorus)



I got up as soon as the first light came to start the mornin fire

Wonderin if my momma's will had cooled that man's desire

And inside the stove upon the coals an ashen paper lay

It showed a ghostly line of wagons movin some place far away



(Repeat Chorus)



Oh be careful what you're dreamin cause it someday may come true

Yeah be careful what you're dreamin cause it someday may come true