Rain, drippin' off the brim of my hat, the shore is cold today.Here I am walking down Route 66, I wish you hadn't done it this way.Sleeping under a tunnel in a roadside park, a man could wake up dead.But it sure seems warmer than it did, sleeping in a king-size bed.Is anybody going to San Antonio or Phoenix, Arizona?Any place is alright as long as I forget I ever known her.While I'm whipping down the neck of my shirt, like I ain't got nothing on.But I'd rather fight a war than ever rain than what I've been fighting at home.Is anybody going to San Antonio or Phoenix, Arizona?Any place is alright as long as I forget I ever known her.You're the country truck with the U.S. mail, people riding lettuce back home.And tomorrow she'll probably want me back, but I'll be just as gone.Is anybody going to San Antonio or Phoenix, Arizona?Any place is alright as long as I forget I ever known her.Is anybody going to San Antonio or Phoenix, Arizona?Any place is alright as long as I forget I ever known her.Forget I ever known her.