By the time I get to Phoenix

She'll be rising

She'll find the note I left hanging on her door

And 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 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