By the time I get to Phoenix he'll be risin'
He'll find the note I left hangin' on his door
He'll laugh when he reads the part that says I'm leavin'
'Cause I've left that boy so many times before
By the time I make Albuquerque he'll be workin'
He'll prob'ly stop at lunch and give me a call
But he'll just hear that phone keep on ringin'
Off the wall, that's all
By the time I make Oklahoma he'll be sleepin'
He'll turn softly and call my name out low
And he'll cry just to think I'd really leave him
Though time and time I try to tell him so
He just didn't know I would really go
