In Alabama where I was born
Knee-high in cotton, blue jeans were torn
I was a dreamer, singing my songs to the sun

Way up in Memphis they were playing the blues
So I bought me a guitar and put on my shoes
Cause just like a river, I reckon I was born to run

With the Mississippi moon is shining
And the riverboats passing by
Those old weepin' willows keep on crying
Son, you better reach for the sky

Poor boy, poor boy
All alone
Poor boy, poor boy
Holding on
Chasing my dreams with a song

I'm nearly bust now, me and my band
Taking our music all over this land
Been singing the kind of songs you know I believe in

Just like the sunshine sets in the west
Something keeps burning, and it won't let me rest
I can't let it go, I got to hold on to this feeling

With the Mississippi moon is shining
And the riverboats passing by
That old weepin' willow keeps on crying
Son, you better reach for the sky

Poor boy, poor boy
All alone
Poor boy, poor boy
Holding on
Chasing my dreams with a song

Poor boy, poor boy
All alone
Poor boy, poor boy
Holding on
Chasing my dreams with a song