By the time I get to Phoenix she’ll be rising. She’ll find the note I left hangin’ on her door. She’ll laugh when she reads the part that says I’m leavin’. ..’Cause I’ve left that girl so many times before. .By the time I make Albuquerque she’ll be working She’ll prob’ly stop at lunch and give me a call. But she’ll just hear that phone keep on ringin’. Off the wall…..that’s all. .By the time I make Oklahoma she’ll be sleepin’. She’ll turn softly and call my name out loud. And she’ll cry just to think I’d really leave her. Tho’ time and time I try to tell her so. She just didn’t know. .I would really go.
