By the time I get to Phoenix
She'll be rising
She'll find that 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