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,