By the time I get to Phoenix she'll be rising
She'll find the note I left hanging on the door
She'll laugh we she reads the part that says I'm leaving
Cause I've left that girl so many times before

By the time I make Alberquerque she'll be working
She'll probably stop at lunch and give me a call
But she'll just hear the phone keep on ringing
Off the wall....that's all

By the time I make Oklahoma she'll be sleeping
She'll turn softly and call my name out low
She'll cry just to think I'd really leave her
Though time and time I've tried to tell her

She just didn't know...I would really go