By the Time I Get to Phoenix

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

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

And 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 at lunch and give me a call

But she'll hear the phone keep on ringing

On the wall, that's all

And by the time I make Oklahoma, she'll be sleeping

She'll turn softly and call my name out low

She'll cry to think that I'd really leave her

But time and time again I tried to tell her so

But she just didn't know I would really go

That I would go, I'd go