Lost my pickup in a cardgame in New Orleans
Lost my girl to a stranger in LA
Left my dreams in a motel in Atlanta
And I've lost my mind somewhere along the way

Can't you see I'm dying on my feet
I'm walking to my grave two stoned to weep
Them old memories that's tearin up my mind
Are the dreams of a dreamer gone blind

And the bright lights have gone the way of the good times
That old yearning in my soul chills my brain
And the ashes of my youth have been scattered
by the laughter, lights & wine of yesterday

So can't you see I'm dying on my feet
I'm walking to my grave two stoned to weep
Them old memories that's tearin up my mind
Are the dreams of a dreamer gone blind
Them old memories that's tearin up my mind
Are the dreams of a dreamer gone blind