By the time I get to Phoenix
By the time I get to Phoenix, she'll be risingAnd she'll find that note that I left hanging on the doorAnd she'll laugh when she reads the partThat says: "I'm leaving"Cause I've left that girl so many times before.
And by the time I get to Albuquerque,she'll be workingAnd she'll take off time just to give me a callAnd she'll hear that phone keep right on ringing and ringingOn the wall, yeah oh, that's all.
And by the time I make Oklahoma, she'll be sleepingShe'll turn softly in her sleep and call my name out lowAnd then she'll cry just to thinkThat I'd really leave her, I left herBut time after time after time I tried to tell her soBut she just didn't know That I would really goThat I would really go.