By the time I get to Phoenix She ll find the note I left hanging on her door She ll laugh when she reads the part that says I m leaving Cause I ve left that gal so many times before
By the time I make Albuquerque she ll be working She ll probably stop at lunch and give me a call But she ll just hear that phone keep on ringing Off the wall, that s all
By the time I make Oklahoma she ll be sleeping She ll turn softly, call my name out low And she ll cry just to think I d really leave her Though time and time I ve tried to tell her so She just didn t know I would really go