Pam Tillis Draggin' My Chains
My eyes may be hollow / My face may be pale I may be just a shadow of my former self But tonight the ghost of heartaches past / Is steppin' into town Gonna haunt the places where we used to hang around Draggin' my chains / Draggin' my chains Movin' in slow motion but it's motion just the same Pulling the weight of yesterday's pain I may not be free yet, but / I'm draggin' my chains Some chains are made of gold / Some chains are made of steel Just cause you can't see these chains / Don't mean they're not real Until I find the weakest link in your memory I'll be a prisoner of your love tryin' to break free
