By the time I get to Phoenix, she'll be rising
And she'll find the note I left hanging on her door
'Cause I've left that girl so many times before
And by the time I make Albuquerque, she'll be working
And she'll probably stop at lunch
And give me a call
But she'll just hear that phone keep on ringing
Off the wall and that's all
And by the time I make Oklahoma, she'll be sleeping
She'll turn softly and call my name out loud
And she'll cry just to think I'd really leave her
Though time and time I try to tell her so
she just didn't know I would really go
She didn't know She didn't know I'd go
She wouldn't go