Draggin' My Chains

My eyes may be hollow My face may be pale I may just be 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 line in your memory I'll be a prisoner of love tryin' to break free --- Draggin' My Chains - Pam Tillis