By the time I get to Phoenix she'll be rising
She'll find the note I left hanging on her door
She'll laugh when she reads the part that says I'm leaving<BR> 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 lounch and give me a call
But he'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 softly turn and call my name out low<BR> 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