By the time I get to Phoenix, she'll be rising 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 girl 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 and whisper my name out low She'll cry to think that I would really leave her Cause time and time I tried to tell her so She just didn't know I would really go
