By the Time I Get to Phoenix

By the time I get to Phoenix, she'll be rising

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

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 prob'ly stop at lunch and give me a call

But she'll just her 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 tried to tell her so

She just didn't know

I would really go