Bye 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 probably stop for lunch and give me a call. But she`ll just hear the phone keep on ringing, on the wall, that`s all. By the time I reach 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 again I tried to tell her so. She just didn`t know I would really go.