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
