By the time I get to Phoenix

He'll be rising

He'll find the note

I left a-hanging on his door

He laughs when he reads the part

That says I'm leaving

'Cause I left...

I left that man so many times before

By the time I make Albuquerque

He'll be working

He'll probably stop at lunch

Just to give me a call

But he'll just hear that phone ringing

Off that wall

That's all

By the time I make Oklahoma

He'll be sleeping

He'll turn softly

And he'll call my name out low

And he'll just cry to think

That I would really leave him

Though time and time and time again

I'd try to tell him so

He just didn't know

I would really go